September 1st, 2015
{writers note: this was written for my future husband, not about any person specifically}
I miss you.
{writers note: this was written for my future husband, not about any person specifically}
I miss you.
I don't often. Ever. Like to admit that fact. I put on an amazing smile and "grace" sidestepping. Telling myself I don't even want a relationship. Maybe that's true. I don't want another relationship. I'm so over those.
I want you.
I want you.
I don't like to admit this, But I'm sure underlying somewhere I do, every day. I miss sharing my life with you. The ups and the downs. The joys and adventures. Yah, "I'm suppose" to be independent and perfectly happy without you.
And for the most part I am.
Then something triggers you. Like I wish I was rushing home from work to eat dinner with you and take Princeton on a walk. Or let's go on a weekend getaway over this weekend? Let's go horseback riding or drive up to Atlanta or to all the islands. Chase dolphins or swim with manatees.
I want to go on adventures with you and be boring with you. Spend evenings at luckys dreaming up dreams and paying bills. Pulling weeds and biking through the sunset sky.
I don't often sit and daydream of you and our life but sometimes I do.
In fact, I stopped thinking about you a long time ago. A balance is good I think. Finding a happiness a "blessing" in not having you yet. Don't get me wrong I get to learn a lot in this season. A lot. There is a tension I'm learning between eagerly waiting for you and joyously embracing this season of singleness.
In fact, I stopped thinking about you a long time ago. A balance is good I think. Finding a happiness a "blessing" in not having you yet. Don't get me wrong I get to learn a lot in this season. A lot. There is a tension I'm learning between eagerly waiting for you and joyously embracing this season of singleness.
But ya I'll admit. Sometimes I down right just miss you. There I said it😍
Soooooooo see you soon?
