Dear boyfriend, Those 800 miles, I can feel them. They arent just 800 miles of tar on this earth, theyre the cruel and manipulating feelings they create in my heart. They tear at my seams and pull my loose threads. They make me insecure about my looks about my personality about my laugh about my want for you. They make me doubt not you no never you I could never doubt you they make me doubt me. It might be a straight stretch, but the length is grabbing at my skin. And pulling at my hair. The distance is physical and that moment when I need you the most when I'm aching inside for your love for your reassurance for your lips to curve on mine is the exact moment youre gone. Where are you when I'm tossing and turning in the darkness hoping youll materialize next to me whisper in my ear your plans for the night for I promise Ill make them all come true. Day dream with our eyes shut our hands tangled. I cant wait to never have to sleep without you again.