lonely without you
im missing you @ 12:34 p.m. on 2003-01-14
Classes let out early today. I just walked in the door.
Most of the winter love-doves are enjoying these three extra hours of alone time at home with their significant others.
I stepped out of the car at my house and noticed an old childhood friend, walking hand-in-hand with his girlfriend inside his house.
Others will surprise their sweetling that is still in bed at home, expecting that it won't be another few hours before they get a call from their "one".
For a second, I feel lonely.
While turning the gold key in the black wrought iron-door, a thought twinkles through my mind...she's at home, in my bed and in just seconds...I'll be waking her up, kissing her, fondling her body and she'll smile up at me and throw the covers back over her head. She knows this is nothing more than an invitation to crawl in with her.
So I do.
I snap out of it and realize that the difference between us and them is that,...though I don't have her to go home to just this moment, when time comes, I'll always have her to go home to. I'll always look forward to seeing her after a long day, before a long day and during my long day.
The difference between us and them is that this is love...
We can fight distance to conquer that.