The one thing that I will see every morning, is the illusion of you in the mirror when I’m brushing my teeth.
I will not stop my action, but just move my head to the left, to get a better view of you.
I will then realize that, everything is just, a dream.
I miss watching you watching me brushing my teeth in front of the mirror, and start asking you why are you staring at me. I close my eyes and I can still feel you behind me, hugging me from behind and just smile at me.
I miss my big huge fat boyfriend, you.
The one who is at 3000 miles away, probably brushing his teeth now before he goes to bed, I miss you so much honey.
It’s only the 5th day we’re being apart from each other, but it feels like it’s been ages since I last see you, for real.
I want to touch your hair again. I want to tickle you again. I want to play with you again.
For all that, I will wait.
Just bear with the stuck-in-your-monitor me, you’ll get to watch me brush teeth again.