when she says, "My heart, my heart," in that pleading,
distraught way that she does
my heart is aching
i long for those tiny kisses on my face
when i sleep
hearing your voice while
you play with your daddy
the animal noises that you love making
seeing your face light up just because
well just because
i miss you my adorable heart beat
N has been away for nearly a month. And my rational mind knows he is doing great things and being spoiled beyond belief but I miss my cuddle buddy!
Just reading your poem is pulling at my heart strings! Focus on the fact that you have more days behind you than ahead :)
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