One night when I was feeling particularly brave I sent you a text telling you I missed you. It wasn't anything special, but I wish I could have seen your face when you read it.

Did you smile the whole way through your reply?

Did it make you happy and giddy inside? Did it keep your warm throughout the night and the next morning?

Or did you grimace? Did you refuse to say you missed me too because you don't really mean it? Did you make a joke to keep things light because you don't want it to get too serious?

Or do you have your guard up? Are you afraid of something? One failed engagement doesn't mean you're ruined you know?

And I'm pretty strong. My shoulders can handle the weight of all the serious business you have.
I promise.

I wish I could have seen your face.