Heartache.

I've been thinking about her a lot lately. In between breaths she'll suddenly surprise me, I'll hear her sweet, sweet voice deep inside my mind and I'll tear up a little. I miss her. It's been too long, and it will be longer still. I wonder what life would be like if I had never met her. I can't imagine it being much different than it is now, only that my heart would be hung up on a different kind of loneliness, the kind of loneliness that happens when all desire has faded away and there's no one to dream of. I'm waiting for a kind distraction, but that could take months. It could be years before I kiss someone I like. I'm in no hurry. Until then, she is first on my mind. Until then, I love her. I will always miss her.