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♥I miss him when I can't sleep
(like now, and yesterday, and the day before that)

I miss how my hands would search him out in the middle of the night
a small reassurance of his presence, which lulled me to sleep
(they still wander in my sleep, unsurprised at not finding him there)

I miss him when I find myself eating some scrap of something or other over the kitchen sink
so painfully aware that I am alone

I miss the casualness of dinner plans
always knowing that it would involve him and laughter and a sense of comfort that now feels so distant

I miss him when I think of something clever to say and find that I am without an audience
and with the knowledge that my random messages to him are no longer welcomed
or anticipated
(as they once were)

When every thing is quiet (though never my thoughts), is when I miss him the most

♥i want to feel close to you
to know your thoughts,
your wants,
and all that haunts you

sometimes you feel within reach,
but it is only momentarily

i crave to know all that
encompasses your being

but all i have is midnight messages
and the occasional glimpse at what could be

♥Existo porque tu existes
Sin ti, solo soy ruinas

Frágil como el vidrio
Quebró bajo el peso de tus engaños

Me siento muda sin tenerte a ti
Proyecto solo silencio

Tu eres mi espejo – mi ser reflectado en ti

Solo queda un fantasma esperando tu regreso

♥Your absence slows down time
Every second lengthened by the lack of your touch...
...of your kisses

Silently, I weep for an escape from this torment
Why do you own me so completely?
You are crushing me with this distance

You are the only reason I learned to breathe