I Hate It

I hate knowing that I can't be with her. Because of literal space between us. Because of where we live. Because of time differences.

I hate knowing I can't love her face-to-face. I can't hold her hand. I can't kiss her. I can't sleep with her next to me. I can't laugh with her. I can't console her when she cries. I can't hold her. I can't graze my fingers across her cheek. I hate knowing that I can't touch her.

I hate how I can only contact her through this.

Stupid internet. Stupid technology.

I WANT HER, DAMMIT. Please~

Let me have her. Let me love her. Let me whisper sweet nothings in her ear as she blushes. Let me caress her. Let me talk to her until the wee hours of the morning. Let me cuddle with her under a blanket, watching movies. Let me be with her. Let me be gentle with her.

Kissing her skin, her hair, her nose, her lips. Trailing fingers down her arms..... across her back.....

Now I know what it feels like to love.....

I'm in love~

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