A year from now
I hope i remember
How i suck at love at distance.
I hope i remember how many nights i cried myself to sleep because i missed you and how bad i lacked your presence, your laughter and you touch. I hope i remember how many time i listened to some of your voice mails and how often i set an alarm in the middle of the night just to talk to you for a few minutes.
i also hope i will remember how often I went to bed early because i knew i could be with you in a dream closer than i was in real life.
Oh, love… how much did i dream about that moment when my cheek will finally meet yours
and how stupid did I feel because i got butterflies with every single picture, was it a hand or a glimpse at your stomach…
A year from now I hope i’ll look back and laugh at all this while thinking it’s was all worth it…
Because right now, it feels like purgatory…
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