| Love, It's 12:41 am, Friday morning, and I can't sleep for want of you. I miss you so much I ache; my body lacks something so elementry- your touch, the sound of your voice when you tell me you love me, the swell of emotions when we kiss- all are now as essential as the air we breathe. Days that would normally pass quickly drag on forever...they are filled with empty, idle, thoughtless hours. And through it all my thoughts return to you and I wonder if at that moment you are thinking about me. I love you all the more. The age old saying is true-absense does make the heart grow fonder. I'd much rather be in your company, but for the moment I can only content myself with thoughts of you. There will be a day when no one will be able to impose a seperation upon us, when we can spend our days forever entwined in a loving embrace. this sense of vunerability both frightens and excites me. I wouldn't give up this uncertainty for anything in the world, love. I have freely given my heart to you, and only wish to give you my love foreverafter. There are nights when, in that blissfully lucid state between the conscious world and slumber, I have found you by my side, as real as these words I write, or so you seemed. Your warmth was reassuring. When I close my eyes I can picture you clearly- your blue-grey eyes contemplative, lips curled into a smile, watching me in amused adoration. I love you. |