Where are you, right now, my love? Where are you and what are you doing? Who are you with? I wonder did you think of me at all today? Do you know what I am thinking about right now? Do you have any idea how much I miss you this very instance? I will wait for you forever and longer, if that's what it takes. Do you know what you do to me even when you're not here? I imagine the phone ringing telling me you're outside my door, wanting to take me away. But, it will never be. How I miss your touch and your voice. How I long to hear you whisper my name and hold me until the sun comes up. How I wish that you would stay with me forever.

And writing these words, and reading them back, and realizing the truth about you and your "conditional" love. It all seems unfair. I never loved you like that. I never wanted you to love me so shortsightedly, either. I only wanted the whole story, not the abridged vesion.

I only wanted you.