I am tempted.
There is nothing more I want than to hear is voice tonight. I miss him. I miss him so much. I wonder what he is doing right now, whether he is thinking about me as I am thinking about him. Is that even real? I read somewhere that people who have a bond, when the other thinks of the other, the other starts to think about them.
I hope he is thinking about me, in the lines of how he has missed me. I wonder if he has received my package. And if he has, I wonder what runs in his mind. I miss how his eyes sparkled whenever I walked into a room, how he smiled at me when I opened my eyes I the morning.
