i miss you.

If you were laying down beside me right now, I would trace your hand with mine. Finding the differences in roughness and softness. I would fold myself beside you as if I was paper and origami was my destiny. I would place my head on your chest and hear the cadence below your rib cage telling me stories about love. I would curl up next to you like you were a heater and I was out in the freezing cold in the middle of winter. I can only pray that one day this will come true