sjsprWriting

These are the worst moments. When I am lying around, thinking of you and how much I want to hug and kiss you. It hurts terribly to realize that you are far away and my arms are horribly empty. You are constantly on my mind, I wish I could think of something else. Every fiber in my being wants you, forever. I drift in and out of daydreams that consist of you and me in distant, faraway places and I wake up to a reality in which you are distant, faraway.  My mind aches like broken bones without you here. Am I perhaps your forever too? What does that word even mean? Forever...could the possibility of infinity exist between you and me? Maybe in between both of our hearts we will be able to find a small space for something so big. If forever means beginning each day with a small piece of you with me I think I can find a cure to death and live in immortal peace with you, somewhere in the world. Anywhere. But as long as you're thinking of me.