One of the strongest emotions (is longing an emotion?) that I live in tension with is longing. I live between Promise & Reality. I live on love letters from my True Love. Between letters I can grow sick with longing. His gaze, his embrace, his way of making everything okay–I don’t know how much longer I can go with only the promise of him in front of me again. I get a whiff of his scent and expect to see him around the next corner, but he’s not there. It’s madness.


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