My love, I spend the week waiting for Friday because it's become the best day of the week for me. Knowing I'll see you, hear you, cuddle, and talk, forgetting the world and thinking only about the two of us. I love you so much. But when it's time to hang up, I already miss you so much. I want you so much, and that longing only grows stronger, my love. I love you more and more each day, and imagining/dreaming that one day I'll have you warms my heart so much. I miss you so much, my beautiful girl. I love you more and more each day.