I cried myself out today for missing you, longing your caring touch that makes my body tremble, your warm breath that sweeps off the stubborn fine hair my ponytail fails to hold up, and your calm voice that says, "It will be worth it."
I'll go through more days wiping my tears away every time I think of how far you are, I'll bear more lonely nights I have to spend without you, for I know that on the day we are together forever, I'll be hugging you tight and never letting go of you; all the while, whispering under my breath, "It was worth it."
(Another almost-midnight post. Typing with teardrops streaming down my face. It will be, Honey, it will be.)
