i love you so much. it is still difficult to walk around on the world's surface, knowing i'm too far to ensure your safety and well-being. and i know it's pigheaded of me, to think this desire of mine is worthy, to say this as if i can provide for your well-being better than anyone else can, even you. i'm sorry. but i wish i could know for sure, go to sleep at night knowing for sure every time you're alright, more than.

i'm not poetic about this kind of love and never have been. i just love you and i miss you more than i thought possible.