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Cold Pixels
Confession: I put my fingertips on the computer screen when he sends pictures of him, wishing for just a moment of contact, of his warmth, of his love.
Sometimes the ache is just too much and spills out in liquid form, hot and wet against my cheeks. The tears remind me how warm and enveloping his love is, even from afar. Just today I saw him smile and laugh on the webcam, making me long to just be near him and enjoy his presence. I realized I could not wipe away my tears, lest he see that gesture. The tears grew cold on my skin and the ache deepened a little more, despite my smile.
I cannot wait until this hole inside is gone, filled by his presence beside me and the love we share. The cold pixels of my laptop screen simply are not enough.
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Big hugs!
You're almost done! And thank God for technology!
