Miss You

God, I miss you so much it hurts. What even happened? We spent so many years going this long or much, much longer without interacting and it never used to bother me before. But now?

It hurts.

Never mind that I'm the one who's gone.

I wonder if you've started feeling it, too?

I'm so starved for you that I'd take anything, anything at all… share some cute thing on FB, do something, show me you're still breathing… Send me a text out of the blue, just to say “hi”. Click “like” on a six-year-old photo of mine. Something. Anything.

I guess I'll have to make do with little green dots…

sigh

February can't come soon enough.