Missing my boyfriend like HELL.

I ache. I woke up feeling a little disoriented today, heart racing, clutching teddy bear (yes, I have a teddy bear at 26 years of age, unrepentent).

I have never had missing someone I love manifest itself so physically.

Hearing his voice coming out so far away on the other end feels wrong, when I became so so accustomed to having him in huggable kissable reach for a whole week. I had someone to walk me home after work . . .

fuck.

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