Thoughts #2

07:00 am


It is a representation of the ridiculousness of my mind that, when I miss my love to the point of laying down and sobbing and clutching pillows, I cannot but wish he were just here to hold me. To soothe me by his presence, also just to join in physical empathy.

He would indeed remedy it completely.

So on mornings like this I find myself wishing for impossibilities, because the possibilities seem almost as far away.

Good Morning Indonesia - Sleep Well Europe