Your note made me think about all the ways you show up in my day, even when you’re so far away. I wanted to tell you about a few of them.
I think of you on my way to work. When you call, a part of my day that I’m usually just trying to get through becomes time I get to spend with you. I love that you can make something as ordinary as my commute something I look forward to.
I think of you at work when your name lights up my phone. Even when I can’t reply right away, it makes me happy knowing there’s a little piece of your day waiting for me. I look forward to getting a moment to read what you’ve sent and talk to you again.
I think of you when you send me a fit check. You’re standing there smiling in your beautiful clothes, looking like the prettiest woman in the world, and I completely lose track of whatever I was doing. I just keep looking at you and smiling at my phone, thinking about how badly I want to see you and how lucky I am that I get to be with you.
I think of you when I get home and look at my couch. I wish you were sitting there, so I could come sit beside you, pull you close, and tell you about my day. I’m so excited for you to come visit. I keep thinking about getting to have you here and sharing those little everyday things with you.
I think about all the froyo and ice cream we still have to eat together. I love how much you love dessert, and I can’t wait for more little outings with you, picking something to get and holding your hand on the way there.
I think about sitting outside Frontier, waiting for you to walk out. I remember how excited I’d get knowing I was about to see you, and then you’d appear in your office fit looking so good. I loved that moment when I finally got to hold your hand and walk away with you.
I think about seeing you downstairs at the hotel in Chicago after we’d been apart for so long. My whole body felt warm, and when I finally got to hug you, my heart was beating so fast. I think about waking up beside you and holding you close, and how much I wish I could have another morning like that with you.
You have this way of getting straight past my rib cage and making my heart feel like it’s being hugged. You do it when you get shy, when you look at me so lovingly, and when you make me feel adored. I hope you feel how much I adore you too.
And I think about the person you are. How much you care about your friends and family, and how much you put into your school, your work, and the future you’re building. I admire you so much. Being with you makes me want to be better, too.
I think of you long after we hang up. Sometimes, when we’re not even talking, I can still hear you saying I love you or I miss you in that cute voice of yours. It stays in my head like a melody, and I catch myself smiling just thinking about it. I love that you can make me feel so loved even after we’ve said goodbye. And every time I tell you I love you, I hope you can hear how much I mean it.
You’re my calm, my peace, and my home. When everything feels like it’s going wrong, I wish I could just be in your arms for a while.
And I think of you right now, as I sit here writing this. You’ve fallen asleep, and I keep looking through photos of us, trying to feel a little closer to you. Writing about all these moments makes me wish I was beside you even more. I love you, baby.
Happy two months, my love. You make me so happy, and I miss you more than I know how to explain. I can’t wait to hold you again.
