At times, we have no choice but remain quiet. Words seem bland. Words that can’t say how we feel.
Right now, I’m looking forward. To plenty of things. But mostly, to see this face. My most favourite. The most beautiful.
I miss her so much; more than it’s possible to say out-loud, unless I scream until I can’t breathe anymore. And she’s coming over here. And we’re going to explore Cornwall, and London restaurants. And we will laugh. And we will hug; with or without a reason, at day and night.
Yes, I’m looking forward to see this face, because I love her. Inside-out.