It's been two days.
Two days and I've already gone mad without you.
I feel so alone, luv.
Every part of me misses you.
My heart aches at the thought of you, yet simultaneously warms.
My ears are finely tuned to your voice, if only I could hear it.  
My palms itch with an unfulfilled need to touch you -- your hand, your hair, your waist...

...I wonder if you miss me, too.