sometimes I miss him so much that it drives me crazy. I spend the entire day with him, laying in his arms, cuddling, the works… then he goes to work and suddenly I don’t know what to do with myself. I know I’m luckly that missing him is my biggest problem; that I even have him to miss… but, whatever.
I want him back, and I want to fall asleep in his arms, talking about our life.
I know this is real. I’m sorry if this upsets anyone, it’s just how I feel.