sad sleep
Well, the weekend has come and gone, and I saw very little of my partner. She's only a room away and I miss her so much.
Texts and calls aren't enough when the person you want to see is on the other side of a thin wall.
At least I get the joy of taking care of her. Cooking her good food with as much love as I can pack into every bite, making sure she's hydrating, cleaning up so things will be a bit nicer when she gets better.
My heart hurts in her absence. And while I'll try to work tomorrow, every day until I can hold her again is a day I can't stand.
Time to sleep. I hope to see her in my dreams.