Amor Mio,

I get confused sometimes and reach out to hold you. Not only at night. I’ll be walking out in the street and distractedly look behind me as if you were coming up on me.

I waited outside of my job for an hour yesterday before I remembered this is the time of don’t have you and you were not coming to get me.

Boy was that embarrassing!

I got a headache after that, from missing you. White wine helps but it’s not you.

Nothing is.

Tuya Siempre