It’s past midnight…

and I’ve been trying to be good?

trying not to think about you.

But then I remembered your touch,

and how my breath caught when you whispered my name.

I shouldn’t want this so badly…

But here I am, biting my lip,

wondering how your hands would feel on me… right now.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll pretend I’m fine.

But tonight, I just wanted you to know…

I miss you.