Saturday, June 30, 2012

Day 1: I miss you

Staring at the dull curtain, with a needle in my left arm, I wish you're here. The air is filled with tension as the doctors attend to patients who are crying in pain. I, on the other hand, had a milder problem than most - just a suspected severe gastro.

Then again, I thought, if you were here, what would you be doing?

I came home at 3am and passed out quite immediately. Waking up to your voice on the phone makes me smile, but a part of me wish so badly you here.

In fact, right now lying here in our bed makes me miss you. We've only been apart for a week, yet it feels like its been almost a month. I guess I was wrong - I secretly thought that I'd enjoy this two week of freedom and bed all to myself.

As I lie here after our long chat, I thought about us and I thought about this relationship we've built together and I am grateful. It's going to be hard counting down these 100 days or so we've got left and I want to remember these 100 days or so with you, even when we're apart when traveling.

You just sent me 6 text messages to wish me good night and have the sweetest dreams, but the line I loved most was "I miss you and love you". I replied, "I wish I get to cuddle you right now" and you said, ":( me too baby" and with that, your phone died. Good night, baby. 
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