I can’t make easy words of, I love you, into a full paragraph of so much feeling and emotion.
Unlike others’ priorities, I don’t need first to be in your arms or smitten with your kisses. I just want you to be safe and sound. Hear your voice/laughter/snores. Know you’re alive and well. Missing you greatly.
You’ve been gone too long my love. This is the part where I tell myself not to cry.
You’re alright. You’re safe. You’re coming home to me.