At night it’s the worst.
It’s raining outside. I should be asleep by now. Hours ago. I’m exhausted. Work takes so much out of me. Instead all I’ve been able to focus on in the past few hours is how different it is being away from you.
I’m trying to get used to it. Our communication through voicemails and missed phone calls. Picturing your facial expressions through the phone.
But I miss your arms around me. And the smell of your shirt. I miss you scaring me for fun and your giggle afterwards while you scrunch up your nose.
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder.
They also say out of sight out of mind….
I hope it isn’t the latter for you.
