confess it all

i miss you.
i didn't really realise the extent of how much it was untill you had to leave.
what i wouldn't give to stay at your house, cuddle till it's bedtime and then wake you up as soon as i do.
i just want to stay at your house whenever i feel like it again, and always be able to.
i want a bedtime kiss, i want you to tuck me in.
i even want the simplest forms of you, the ones that aren't a part of you, yet i associate them with you, like a glass of water from your jug in the fridge.
it's silly i know, i'm just missing you, i feel like we haven't seen eachother or even talked properly in days.
i know we most likely have, i'm just a sook.