Missing...

"Your absence has gone through me like thread through a needle everything I do is stitched with its color." ~W.S Merwin

There are a lot of things we miss in life. We miss our childhood, loved ones that have passed away, an ex- friend, an old flame, the last piece of pizza, or even our neighbor's dead corgi. But you wanna know what I really miss?? My love. My true love. Oh the distance between us... It breaks my heart on a daily basis.

There's something about this one that is quite special. And I think about him all the time. And I mean ALL THE TIME. I think of NOTHING else during the day. I really have no idea how I've still got all A's. Considering he is all that I think about when I'm in class. I love him so much.

But when he isn't with me (and right now, he isn't. He can't be.) I feel as if I am mourning a loss. Which I kind of am. I mean, when you think about it. I feel as if I've lost him. Which is kinda funny, considering I know I've got him. ;) But that isn't the point. The point is that I am an empty shell. The only thing not with him is my physical body. My thoughts, my dreams, my love, my heart, my basis for reasoning, even, are with him. "Lucky things they are."

I wrote him a letter. Indeed, it is the best I can do at the moment. I miss him so very much.

Mon Amour,
    Tu me manques. J'ai l'impression que mon coeur a été arraché de ma poitrine. Je voudrais que tu viens me sauver. Je veux, je veux. Je ne peux pas dire que cela n'arrivera pas, cependant. Parce que tu étais mon souhait, et vous êtes venus. J'ai trouvé mon véritable amour. Je t'aime.
Amour,
     Amber

Why did I write all of that in French?? Because it's one of the most romantic languages, aside from Portuguese and Italian.

Anyway, mon amour, I love you. I miss you. I will talk to you soon. <3