and this is how it feels.

i want to say so many things, but i feel like it's selfish of me to put them here. its selfish of me to really even talk about it, i guess.

i just miss you, is all.
i miss not having time to do the things we used to do.
someday i hope to go back to bogus and sit with you on that rock again, smiling.
someday i hope we have the time to do island breakfast.
someday i hope we have a full day to just be together, without being so tired that we just fall asleep. without deadlines. without having a million different obligations. god, i miss that.

i guess i've got to learn that this is reality, and that most people don't get to see their mate as much as they wish. i'm such a dreamer.