Time check: 7.15am
I am sleepless.
I am lost.
I am missing home.
Time check: 6.51am
It’s so cold, the windows are frosted.
I lie awake, tossing and turning.
I long for the warmth of your body, your naked torso wrapped around my spine, your hand resting on my belly and face buried in my hair. 35 more words
3 weeks, 3 days