Good god, I love you. So fucking much. You know this, and I know you feel the same. You're mine, baby.

We're currently in a Skype call, but you're asleep. I do miss you, and I want you to wake so I can hear that sultry voice of yours. But just listening to you breathe gives off almost the same effect. Providing me the comfort of knowing you're still there, in a sense. We aren't together physically. But I can still feel you, baby. Your warmth, your love. I won't stop til it's real.