Time Warp

I think time just has no meaning for me anymore.

The times in between getting to be around you seem to stretch and stretch and stretch until they approach infinity…

Tomorrow marks two weeks since we last got to talk. Until I checked my calendar, I would have sworn it had been longer. So very much longer.

Well. I appreciate that the universe gave me a little something I could use to remind you that I'm thinking of you, even if it wasn't a conversation starter. It can't always be. And, who knows? Even if it had been, you may have been busy. That's one problem with texting out of the blue — I can't know.

But I reminded you that I'm thinking of you, while calling back to an earlier conversation. Perfect? No, far from it, but what about our situation is perfect? But I hope you liked it — the thought behind it at any rate… even if there wasn't a lot to say about it.

Of course, I guess I could have tried to continue the conversation. I mean… I'd love nothing more than to just lay in bed all night texting back and forth with you… both of us staying up far later than we really should on a work night…

sigh

Well. The longer we go without talking, the harder it is for me to pick it back up… I sense maybe you might be a little bit the same. For me, I suppose there are probably some underlying self-esteem issues that I need to deal with, and I'm working on those, but at the moment that's how I am. And even though it had only been two weeks, it was starting to feel like it had been so, so long. An eternity. So even just hitting send on that silly little text took a lot more than it should have.

But I did, and so the next one will be easier.

Right?

That's the going theory, anyways. I suppose we're going to have to find out, aren't we?

sigh

Oh, ⭐️. I miss you. God. I miss you so, so much. Would that we could just be together right now, no obstacles in our way…

sigh

I love you. I am so very madly in love with you. And I know we're going to find a way out of this maze somehow, some way. Fight past those who would give us grief and find our way, together…

I know it. I can feel it.

But in the meantime…

I miss you, ⭐️. And I love you.

Yours.

For the taking.