Inhale, Exhale

December 26, 2011 7 notes

“I miss you when you’re not around,’ he said. ‘I can’t sleep when you’re not next to me, and I worry a lot about what you’re up to.”

It’s been hard not having you around. I just don’t have anyone to spend the special holidays with. I find myself sitting there staring at the computer the screen for hours, trying to pass time. I tell myself that it is just an hour closer til’ you come home. It’s hard because I hate distance. I hate being away from someone that I am so attached to. I am used to you.

I miss you. Terribly.