Miss you

Yesterday was tough, and I really missed you. Today was better, but the absence lingered. Not sure what tomorrow holds, but I bet missing you will be part of it. Feeling everything intensely is a double-edged sword, you know? I envy those who get to see you every day. You're always on my mind—when I close my eyes, there you are. When I open them, the longing kicks in. I try not to miss you, but let's face it, I still do. A bit too much, a bit too often, and it just keeps growing. What I end up doing is sleeping, hoping to meet you in dreams. Missing you hits me like waves, and I'm drowning every single time.