morning prayer
i remember one time i was telling my coworker friend courtney that she should come to happy hour with us and she was telling me how her husband was returning from a business trip in mexico. he had been gone for 10 days or so.
so i told her to bring brian along because i'm sure it'd be fun (we'd be watching the NCAA first round games). she was like, well i don't think so. i think we just want to take it easy and stay in.
she said she missed him terribly.
and at first, i didn't really understand what she really meant. i thought she meant she missed the sex or something. but i quickly dismissed that thought. she is just in love with her husband and it's apparent in the way she just misses him being there.
it's the same way i miss ____. and it aches, it really does.
i sometimes wonder if i'm thinking so much about it beacuse i'm neurotic or if i just am completely in ____.
there's no hiding it. i'm always trying to tell you you're the sweetest thing in the world because i'm hoping you'll realize i mean it with every moment i am alive. and one day.
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