I want it too. Warmyness. Cuddles. A constant fix of great hugs and kisses that remedy even the worst of all bad days. Sweaty palms. Butterflies and tickles. Winks in the hallway and whispers when no one's looking. That feeling of security, when those arms find their way around your waist while you stand at the sink washing dishes. Even those little prickles of a 5 o'clock shadow. Kisses on your forehead and a personal tear-catcher when it hurts too much to breathe. That little grin that rolls across those lips when you say the wrong word and it still makes sense to him and the look that makes you never want to blink again.
I miss it.
But I know I can wait.
It'll be so worth it.