I feel that way today.
My ex’s children made me get well cards. Delivered them to me with there real mom. Talk about breakig my heart strings.
I spent a good portion of the morning doing pt.
And then painted my nails, and heated up my precooked lunch.
Watched a little bit of ramsey since im so into him.
And now enjoying a cup of coffee on my patio.
Exciting life of someone post op of knee surgery.
It takes more phone calls and more reassurance,
It takes more tossing in your bed at night, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in by yourself,
It takes more emotion than typical love takes.
Being around someone twenty-four hours a day is easy.
You hold their hand or pick the eye lash off their cheek and hold it out for them to make a wish or buy their favourite tea at the store.
There’s a lot of physical ways to let someone know you love them,
But there really aren’t many ways to let someone know you love them when you’re hundreds of miles apart.
So you find yourself saying “I miss you” 17 times a day
Or “I love you” slipping itself into conversation in places that, had it not been for distance, would otherwise be cold and loveless.
Loving is hard from a distant.
It’s hard and it’s tiring and it’s heartbreaking at times,
But god damn, if you really love the person, it’s worth it. — (via thewriterandthewildflower)