Laying In Bed
You know, sometimes laying in bed alone has me thinking about my LDR with V. I think about how much I miss him, and how I wish I could have him lying right beside me, holding me and kissing me on the neck.
Laying in bed can sometimes feel like the loneliest time spent. At least when you're on skyping with your SO, and hearing his voice, or even just typing out messages, you do not feel so alone. Sometimes being apart in a LDR can suck. It is always a good thing to try to stay positive, however and that is what I am going to do. I am going to think about the good times we shared, when we were together. I am also going to think how we are going to be together again someday (hopefully in February.) The wait can be worth it. Once you see each other again, there is a tremendous amount of joy that fills your heart... A joy of seeing your beloved once again, reunited. You feel whole, and as one again. I yearn and ache for that feeling. I cannot wait to touch him, to feel his hair through my fingers and to hold his hand once again. I miss his scent, and his sweet whispers into my ear.
This is getting a bit too depressing, isn't it? There I go going a bit off track again! Anyway, the point of this post? Try to keep your chin up in these type of situations, and carry on hoping, and looking forward to the day you see your beloved again!
Laying in bed can sometimes feel like the loneliest time spent. At least when you're on skyping with your SO, and hearing his voice, or even just typing out messages, you do not feel so alone. Sometimes being apart in a LDR can suck. It is always a good thing to try to stay positive, however and that is what I am going to do. I am going to think about the good times we shared, when we were together. I am also going to think how we are going to be together again someday (hopefully in February.) The wait can be worth it. Once you see each other again, there is a tremendous amount of joy that fills your heart... A joy of seeing your beloved once again, reunited. You feel whole, and as one again. I yearn and ache for that feeling. I cannot wait to touch him, to feel his hair through my fingers and to hold his hand once again. I miss his scent, and his sweet whispers into my ear.
This is getting a bit too depressing, isn't it? There I go going a bit off track again! Anyway, the point of this post? Try to keep your chin up in these type of situations, and carry on hoping, and looking forward to the day you see your beloved again!
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