i think.

tonight is the first night since you left that i can say i miss you with a little more sincerity. don't get me wrong, when i tell you i miss you -- i mean it. what i'm trying to say is: tonight is the first night since you left that the feeling of me missing you is a little painful. i'm not in tears but i feel anxious. i feel overwhelmed with this need to escape. be outside, maybe. i wish you were here. & it's funny because i wish you were here so we could do absolutely nothing. nothing exciting, at least. i wish you were here so we could fall asleep together. i wish you were here so i could laugh. softly of course because it's a little late. or maybe we could sit on the porch. & we could finally have that loving conversation we've been planning for the past 2 days. ha. i need someone to dry my tired eyes. i want to fight time. i want to fight space and distance. relativity is amazing. remember when i told you we both look at the same moon?