I’m in bed trying to get to sleep.
I’m thinking about dipstick.
I’ve heard the saying ‘she’s pining for him’ a few times. Never understood it till all this.
I’m truly pining for him tonight.
I want to wrap myself in him.
I imagine its how a cat feels about catnip.
I want to disappear into him.
I miss him with ever cell tonight.
Every fibre, every molecule.
I hope this eases soon.
I’m not crying – that’s a plus!