Sigh … I miss him tonight.
The hurt isn’t as bad as it could be, its not enough for me to text him or want him back. Its just the feeling of missing him, his touch, his voice, i miss our memories, I miss our friendship and how close we use to be. I miss his presence.
Tonight, I just want to know that he’ll fix himself and we’ll end up back together. I just want to know that he’ll contact me when he gets his orders.
‘Just take it one day at a time,’ I tell myself, ‘And you’ll be ok.”