It has been just 15 days, since I’ve last seen him. I don’t know if his hair grew, I don’t know pretty much anything as far as personal appearance. & I think it’s safe to say, I miss that, actually quite a lot, if you ask me. Going to see the one you love everyday just for a little bit of hours because you know you only have such limited time to see and be with them. It’s… unbelievable. Then to leave and have it all taken away from you due to distance, it’s hard. When I look at him, I think about when’s the next time I’m going to see him. It’s hard, it really is. Because the question is always unanswered.
Making someone happy in any particular way, but most of all knowing that the person cares for you, gets butterflies when they’re going to see you and that they are TRULY happy themselves. Going out in public and showing the itty bitty of affection is just half of what makes the relationship, it’s what you can do for each other. Well at least in my eyes…
In math, a problem.
In history, a battle.
In science, a reaction.
But to me?
Love always will & simply be, you.