I hope that things work out. I pray that this isn’t just some holiday romance. I keep telling myself this separation is a good way for us to get ourselves figured out, but it’s terrifying because we don’t know if one of us will crack. I haven’t felt this way about someone in so long…

I miss you so much. I miss you holding me, kissing me, laying with me… It isn’t the physical attraction that I miss, but the comforting factor that I can be myself around you and you can open up to me. I promise I’ll stay positive. Pinky swear.

Don’t forget me… :(