Thursday, 7:30 am.
Dearest, I tossed and turned all night, getting little sleep this morning. I am unsettled. I want you in my life so much but I worry. I miss your daily messages and cheerful “Good Morning” texts. My arms long to hold you and my lips want to kiss you so badly. I am not sure when I will hear from you. You said good night with no promise of calling or texting. I know you are busy with your move, and that you are not one to plan or promise. I am steeling myself to not hear from you for a few days. I hope to hear from you again.
I still feel I can’t be the one to initiate contact for fear of being pushy or intruding. You know I love you, and I know that makes you unsettled. I will try to be your friend, but I will always want you as a lover. Missing you-