i love you.

these 953 miles between us. sometimes i feel every single one.




it frustrates me that i can't just walk into the next room for a goodnight kiss. i can't run my fingers through your short hair, i can't see your sweet, easy smile with my own eyes for months at a time.

every night i pull the covers around me tight.
wrap my arms around myself.

sleep sleep sleep and wait until i can be with you again.