I miss him…

I’ve been missing him since I’ve fell in love with him.

Even if I would tell him how much I miss his touch, those hands of his… he might never know.

Maybe, just maybe I miss him more than I thought I would.

I’ll be missing him until the day I’ll feel him again.

And even then…I know I will miss him a little more.

I don’t know how it is that he is so familiar to me, or why it feels like less like I am getting to know him and more as though I am remembering who he is.

How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known him before, I have loved him before…in another time, a different place…some other existence.

And people might just not get it.

We have something different that I cannot find a word to describe.

No one else could ever completely understand the feeling of having your entire heart be 4700 miles away.

Your world. Your other half. The best part of you.

I will never be truly happy until the day the day comes, someday.

It’s incredible how alone one person’s absence can make me feel. I could be in a room surrounded by all my friends and family, but without him I might as well be standing on the surface of the moon.

Never in a million years did I think I’d find someone so utterly and completely perfect for me, someone who would make me happier than I ever dreamed I could be, someone that would touch my life so profoundly and just give me a whole new reason to breathe.

But then I found him and realized that everything I anticipated him to be doesn’t even compare to who he is.

If you have found a smile that is sweetest one you’ve known…

If you have heard, within a voice, the echoes of your own…

If you have felt a touch that stirs the longings of your heart…

And still can feel that closeness in the moment you’re apart, if you have filled with wonder at the way two live scan blend to weave the perfect pattern that is seamless…. End to end.

Some things are simply meant to be… if you found that kind of person…you have found your heart’s own destiny.

When I found him, I found an all new universe in his arms. I found my perfect partner in him.

I found love, affection and protection in him.

I found possessivness, madness, passion, insanity in our love.

I found recognition, respect and forgiveness. I found life, reason and depth.

I found my reason to smile. I found new dimension about my life.

I found a treasure of love buried under my own bones.

Finally, as if that wasn’t enough…I found myself in him, too.

When I met him, I found me.

I miss him! I miss us!


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