I just realized, while wanting to hug something of yours, that I do not have anything to hug. I have my bed, which has never met you. I have some things I wore around you. I have the underwear I wore before we consummated our relationship. but I don't have anything to snuggle up to at night. I guess you don't either, but I have a hunch that this is more of a me thing than a you thing.
I need a sweater or a bear or something to cuddle with when you aren't with me.
my arms are so lonely, even if my heart isn't.
I miss you to such an incredible degree. I love you even more intensely, so it makes this easier than I would have imagined, but I do miss you so much.
every day feels like it goes by quickly, but then I think about the fact that it has only been seven days since I've seen you. it feels like fifteen.
I knew going into this that I'd have to put up with some missing you, but this is just so hard. I want you. You're finally mine, and I want you.
I want to give myself to you and have our relationship happening instead of being paused.
I do love you so, so very much.
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