yearning

literally just me yearning

i keep dreaming about you.

i can’t even call it missing you anymore.

it’s a deep, raw ache in the pit of my stomach.

it’s a need to be with you—to be by your side.

i spend every waking minute hoping—begging for a chance to talk to you.

every notification i get, i pray it’s from you.

every wish i make, every eyelash, every 11:11, every star..

it’s for you.

for you to be safe.

for you to be happy.

for you to be mine.

i fall asleep thinking of you. i wake up from dreams about you.

i go through every day, knowing that it’s worth it—because every second that passes by is one second closer to meeting you.

i’ll think of you and get a smile on my face. my parents will ask how i’m suddenly so much better.

and it’s because of you.

my love for you is too strong to be able to put into comprehensible words.

and i hope, with these three little words, you can know just a sliver of how much a adore you.

i love you.

i love you now, i love you forever.

i love you.

i love you.

i love you.

-char