I miss you. More than anything. I wish that I could come home and see your face; those eyes. I want to be in your arms right now laughing at nothing and smiling for no reason. I long for your touch and for your lips to touch mine. I want to feel your fingers running through my hair and your breath against my neck.
I miss you. I'm 1200 miles away and a lot of things have changed. I still love you, though. That hasn't changed; it won't change. I can only wait for the day I can see you again. That will be a day I will remember forever.
I miss you.
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