Most nights I’m fine.
I crawl into my bed alone; I dream about faraway lands and fairy tale times and wake to another day full of potential.

But some nights I’m not so fine. Sometimes I just want you to hold me, to laugh with me, to call me your sweetheart. These are the nights when missing you is almost too much for me to handle.

I’ve missed you every day. But, I have been able to smile a bit and be glad that I have a love like you and that is enough to keep me going until we are together again.

♥

June 9, 2010
Categories: Distance, Far Away, I Love You, I Miss You, Love, Me, Missing You, Reflections, Thoughts, Time, Together, Writing, You . . Author: Me

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