It’s 11 o’clock
Tim is sleeping peacefully behind me, his left hand on my hip, and his right arm extended under my neck, holding my left hand. Even though he’s sleeping, I am so grateful for this time together. We live together now and yet, I still find myself missing him so much. Our time apart has ingrained a permanent sense of longing for him. I don’t think I’ll ever stop missing him.
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