reasons

i said i hate it because i missed your touch.

i miss you, still. i don't know if you still read this, but even if i were talking to thin air i'd still imagine you reading my thoughts, smiling as you read these words from me, telling you that i love you and am thinking of you.

i still cry sometimes, wishing we were the way we were before the army came along.

but then, we know more about each other at this point in time than back then. for that i am glad. while "the newer parts about you" aren't all good (neither are they all bad, for that matter) - i find myself accepting that these are all parts of you.

i know that you have your quirks/issues, i understand. i have mine, too.


i just wish i could hold you again and feel like i were holding you, like you're really here.

i love you darling, i do. with all my heart. because you move me.