Love Letters on Wet Paper

Dear E~


I miss you when you’re not here, although I don’t always say it.


I miss being able to lay my head in your lap while you stroke my hair. 


I miss the way your eyes crinkle in the corners when you laugh. 


I miss the way you’ll do anything, say anything, no matter how ridiculous, just to make me smile.


I miss the smell of you. I use one of your t-shirts as a pillowcase, just to have something to hold. The smell of your cologne comforts me in the night when I can’t sleep.


I miss the way your body feels so warm snuggled up against my back.


I miss bumping into you in the kitchen every time I turn around, because you only need something when I’m in there trying to do something already.


I miss sitting next to you on the couch, staring at the TV, laughing at the same stupid thing at the same stupid time.


I just miss you.




Come home soon,


        ~Love~



**written during a deployment

 

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