I don’t want to start the [work]week off on a negative note. So I’m not. I don’t think it’s bad to miss T. I think I’ll miss him even when we’re not long distance. I’ll miss him when he goes to work or on business trips or out for a night with friends. I think it’s okay, perhaps even good, to miss your significant other.

I miss T’s hugs and kisses. His in-person chats. The ability to hold him. To stroke his face. To fall asleep next to him. I miss going on dates. I miss staying in and cuddling while watching TV and a movie. Joking around with each other. I miss everything about him and everything we do together when we’re [physically] apart. Heck, I even miss our bickering in person because issues usually get resolved sooner that way.

I miss it all because I love him. But that love outweighs my missing him, which is why I think I am able to cope so well.

Although I try not to “complain” or “whine” about it much, I’m not ashamed of missing T. And I’m not ashamed to communicate my missing him (I think it’s only natural). None of you should be either 🙂