missing you

I like how this feels. Staying at home for four days under self-containment. Staring at my phone, waiting for the screen to light up. Falling asleep with my hand upon it.

(missing someone for no reason at all even though they're hardly unreachable)

There's something about absence. There was a proverb about it. I used to throw it about indiscriminately when I was a child, with no regard for everything it entailed.


Absence makes the heart grow fonder? How sweet; I know what it means now, through and through.