Craig’s Dissed

If I wanted to give you my number, believe me, I would have:

Are you the one I kissed New Year’s Eve?

That’s the question haunting dozens of New Yorkers desperately trying to track down the virtual stranger they hooked up with — or tried to hook up with — as the ball dropped.

“I am looking for the identity of the man I kissed New Year’s Eve night/morning,” wrote one lovelorn Upper East Side woman in an ad on Craigslist.

“You were wearing a black and white checkered/flannelish shirt. You decided not to stay because of the disorganized chaos. I love you! Find me!” wrote a guy from the Lower East Side.

“You were wearing a gold dress. Your friend dragged you out before I could get your number,” wrote another poster.

While most New Yorkers nursed hangovers, nearly 100 romantics posted heartfelt “missed connections” messages on the Web site.

“Mike – you kissed me at a house party on 96th and 3rd on New Years. From the moment I saw you . . . I wanted you,” wrote Anne Huynh, 22.

The actress said she was on the prowl in a hot purple dress at a party on the Upper West Side when she spotted Mike in a neighboring apartment.

She crashed the neighbor’s party to meet him, a “hot hybrid between Jake Gyllenhaal and Freddie Prinze Jr.” in a tux, strumming on his guitar.

They sneaked away for the first kiss of 2008. “I had butterflies in my stomach,” she said.

But she left him shortly after without giving or getting a last name or phone number.

“I just want to see him again, and tell him how much I like him,” she sighed.

At a restaurant in Brooklyn, Robby Hecker, 30, spotted a “beautiful” woman chatting with her parents. It wasn’t long before he was invited over to the table. But shortly after, the girl disappeared without leaving a name or a number.