Amiss

I miss him.
I miss him so much that my chest tightens and my heart aches ever so slightly. My jaws, my throat, impatiently want to open in a silent howl of yearning, maybe at a different frequency than the stuff of usual tongues, something only you could hear.
And follow back to me, to tangled limbs and sleepy morning eyes,
Layers of covers and the whiff of caffeine, the cloudy haze of sleep and bliss.
You are all things cozy, and all things sublime;
You are all my little fears, all my heartbeats wrapped into one.
A lot has been said about the dangers of missing someone even while they are with you,
Nothing about those 1,111.8 miles away.
I miss you.

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