I hate that the only time I hear your voice,
it's through a phone or in my memory. I hate dreaming about sleeping in your arms
instead of actually doing it. I hate hearing people say long distance doesn't last
because it's been months and I pray to whatever God there is that this will last. I hate waiting weeks on end to see you and it only be for a handful of hours. I hate going to the places we've been and imagining seeing you there, sitting in the spot we first kissed.
I hate that I break down at night because I miss you.
*I really, really miss you.