what?

what did you want me to tell you? that i missed you? that like with anyone i love, i'd do anything for you? that if given half the chance i'd make you mine? make you stay somehow? that i spent all those days apart hoping you'd come back and after all of the fake scenarios i planned in my head, i was still unprepared? that now it all just feels like a waste and while i may miss you, my body just can't keep up with the way that feels anymore? i am exhausted and want to sleep in your arms? what good would that do? tell me, please. it changes nothing.

no, i'm doing fine. great, actually. next time we can skip the pleasantries.