December 12, 2021

Dear Diary,

The feeling is back again. This feeling of loneliness. The feeling of fear. Fear of never finding him again. I miss him…whoever he is. So much. I miss his hugs and his cuddles. I miss his scent and the way he’d get dressed in the morning. I miss laying in his bed and waking up in the middle of the night, looking over at him and thinking “Wow, I’m so lucky” I miss the way he’d ask me if I want to go for food and chuckled when I do my happy dance. I miss love. I miss giving him my love. I miss him loving me. I miss how he worried about me. The way he’d message me just to make sure I ate. I miss the way we made love. Oh the way we made love. So deep and passionate. So intense. I miss feeling our souls dancing in the clouds. I miss our explosions of love. I miss feeling safe whenever he’d hold me on his arms. I miss his eyes. Oh my god his eyes. So full of love. Deep love. Real love. I just really miss him…whoever he is.