I miss you… Stroking your hair, curling it around my finger, its smell, caressing your back, kissing every tattoo you have. Not having to talk and watching you sleep. You look so peaceful when you sleep, like an angel. Me, babbling away and you laughing at it, talking about music, hearing you play it and singing. Myself, as I am when I’m with you. Smiling all the time, because you make me feel like it. You, smiling back every time I do it. Doing a pirouette in the middle of the road, the way I feel the wind in my hair when I do it. It’s like every single hair on my head feels it and enjoys it. Taking our long walks with no regard to time or how cold it is. You, struggling to do “puppy eyes”, how funny and lovely you look then. Kissing your eyelids. You, touching my face and your eyes telling me how you feel. Me, trying to find my words and, you, waiting patiently, like there is no rush, although, I’m always in a rush.
You always surprise me with something, like watching the stars, counting them as they appeared on the sky in that opening under the tree. Even now, I remeber what you told me… I could also tell what you wanted to tell me just as you knew what I desperately wanted to tell you, but was too afraid to. Time flies when I’m with you, 4 days seem like 1, 4 hours seem like one minute. You can always make me feel better when I feel like crying. I wish you were here now, to make it better again…
I’ve never felt so carefree as I do when we talk, I never felt so blissful. Soon… we’ll be together again.
GargAlina 