Andrew Lieberman
I went to sleep, and my bed felt huge and empty. The loneliness and the cold space beside me made her absence.
I tried to sleep, I tossed and turned for an hour, I played a movie, and dozed off through it, but I managed to see the entire thing without getting any proper rest.
I wanted to call her, but it was 3:00 a.m. I didn´t want to worry her, nor do I want to make evident how much I miss her, how much I want her here beside me. I wanted that closeness, that intimacy. Not every intimacy has to be s****l; just her soothing presence, knowing she is safe and within the reach of my protective arms, was enough.
If cuddling were an Olympic sport, I would have been a gold medallist. Only becuase cuddling her is something I love so much. Of course, I dream of the moment
