so i'm all comfy in my bed, listening to oscar peterson and reading time traveler's wife. and i'm watching the clock approach midnight, which is funny because when he's here i'm usually out soon after 10. but he's not here. so i'm ansy, i'm waiting for him to call. i'm thinking it's only been three days, really?

it's ok. i'm just missing him. thinkin how much just him smiling at me brightens my day. how i love waking up and being so delighted to find him sleeping next to me. him opening his arms wide and then pulling me close for a hug, all warm and strong and safe. i just want him here asking me to curl up inside of him and then i do, i snuggle up under his arm and lay my head up in the nook of his neck with my hand on his chest. and i'm feeling like nothing in the world could be better than this.

i've had a nice few days and all. there's lots of good stuff to keep me busy. he just makes everything much more pleasant and wonderful and amazing and pretty much makes me the happiest i've ever been.

i really miss him a lot.

  posted by meg @ 11:44 PM