Sunday, August 30, 2009
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.
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