I didn't understand and I am sad about it

People are talking about that they want to meet someone who speaks their language so that they don't need to translate their soul. But from how clumpsy you were, I knew when you wanted to say: ,,Sorry" ,,Hey" or ,,bye" When you look down and turn red, you are embarassed. When you look me in the eyes and smile you are curious. When you smile bright and squeeze your nose you are mimicing me. I remember when we met again at the snow and you waved at me saying hello. With a funny accent and I waved back and said hello too. You asked me a question. I tilted my head, I didn't understand you. But you just laughed and said bye. I said bye too. Hi and bye. Even though we didn't knew if we will ever see eachother again, I never would've expected I would experience such an miscommunication or misunderstanding which can be beautiful. Which can be okay. Which can be normal. On the last day, you remembered my face smiled at me, turned around and smiled at me again. You weren't embarassed to wave at me when your friends looked. During you smiled to signal me that everything is alright. I couldn't ask who you are, how you are in english. My lunge broke. And when the last day came, and you stepped in the bus I just looked after you, sitting at the same bench waiting for my classmates how I always did. But you turned around and waved till you stepped in. You knew what happend. And so did I.