Hey love.

It's Friday night and I'm scrambling for something to do...other than think about what you're doing and who your not thinking about: me. I wish it were one of the 75 Fridays we spent together doing whatever it was we wanted to do. I wish we were curled up on the couch, watching a moving, while the rain pours down outside. I wish we were laughing, and teasing each other. I wish I felt safe. I wish I didn't cry all of the time. I wish, I wish, I wish.

Today was another day without you.

I wonder what another day without me is like.