I haven't heard from him all week. I seem to have turned into a mere thought at the end of your weekend. What i love most about us, is how we can wake up in each others arms on a saturday or sunday morning and cuddle and make love and watch the world awake.
Some moments are magic.
This morning i had not heard from you. You were in my thoughts. I went for a walk and i kept looking at my phone, willing my attention to eventuate into a text from you. The things is i feel sad.
I feel sad for every relationship that did not work. For every relationship that never quite made it. For all the moments where i have stared at my phone willing a man to call.
Sometimes i wonder why i take part in this dance. Perhaps the world is not about you and I.
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