Business Trip Blues

I put my pencil down and rub my temples. I have a migraine. I've been doing physics coursework for around six hours; since I walked through the door. The wood stove heats almost every room in the house except this one. However, the chilly air is welcomed as it keeps me awake longer. Lately, since you went to that conference, I've been able to focus more on my work. Somehow complex math problems and theories fill the void and dull hours I'm forced to spend alone without you. Math makes me happy; well, either happy or numb.

The door opens and you put your bags down. The cool, calm exterior I've been keeping lately falls with the tears from my eyes as I see you. I close my textbook, not even marking the page where I left off, and run to you, hugging you as tightly as possible as you close the door.

"I see someone missed me," you smile, hugging me back. I close my eyes and keep my arms around you, my hands tracing your shoulder blades and upper back, grabbing at the material of your shirt. I turn and nestle my face into your neck, tears still streaming, as I enjoy the warmth you give off and how you smell like Snuggle fabric softener and a hint raspberry soap. I can hear you breathing quietly near my ear. I feel so close, so wanted and loved and perfect in this moment.

So, perhaps the saying is true, that distance makes the heart grow fonder, because before you left I never knew I could miss so much about a person. Not only did I crave your touch but I also craved your very presence in my daily routine and life. I craved your love the most of all, though. Hell, I even missed you leaving your dirty socks all over the house!

"Seems like someone needs some extra love tonight, hmm?" you joke, kissing me.

Never have I ever been so happy to hear those words in my entire life. Never have I felt so attached and connected to another human. Never have I been happier.