Dear you,

I miss you. I didn't really realize I could miss a person this way. You're a phone call away, a message at my fingertips, a filler to my void. But it's not the same as looking at you, staring at your eyes, falling so suddenly in love with the crinkles when I finally get you to laugh. The way my body can anticipate your move, respond before I realize I'm doing it and finding myself swept up in our dance.

I miss you, and I hope you feel it, too.