Friday, February 13, 2009

One thing I have always taken for granted is how warm you keep the bed at night.

I feed the baby and stumble back into bed, only to be met with cold sheets and empty space.

I pull the covers up and over my head, just letting my face peek out from underneath, trying to get warm and resettled, wishing you were next to me.

I promise I'll never tell you to move over again.

I miss you.

I love you.

Be safe and come home soon.

1 comment:

ccw said...