I have so many things I want to say, all of which are likely the wrong thing to say, so I’ll just say this one:
I want you here. I know that sounds stupid and crazy. I just want you here, in my bed, in the dark, holding my hand. It’s windy outside and I just want to lay in the dark with you and listen to you breathing and listen to the wind. I want that more than anything else I can think of right now.
Just you and the wind, and my heart would be full.