My dearest, a deep and abiding longing permeates my very existence, a yearning for your presence that persists even in the quietest moments. My gaze yearns to behold your beauty, to capture the subtleties of your expressions, as if by memorizing these, I could safeguard our love within me during our periods of separation. My arms feel an aching void without the warmth of your presence, a sense of incompleteness that only your touch can alleviate, reassuring you of my love and protection. My lips, too, feel a profound sense of loss, missing not just the tender touch of yours but the deep connection that our kisses embody, a sense of unity and belonging that eludes me when we are apart. This longing is more than mere desire; it's a deep-seated need for your presence, your vitality, your laughter, and your love. In the stillness of the night, I often find myself awake, my thoughts consumed by visions of our reunion, the joy that lights up my eyes at the sight of you, the eagerness with which my arms will enfold you, and the sweet relief of our lips meeting once more. My heart, tired of the pain of separation, and my soul, eager to be reunited with yours, implore you: come to me soon, my love. For every moment apart strengthens my conviction that you are the one I choose, without reservation, without doubt, the love of my life.
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