long night, never ending. sitting alone on my bed, sheets made and crisp. i need your touch, your calloused hands across my skin. i crave your lips on my neck and your breath on my shoulder. i miss the noises you make and the way i can make you turn from good to bad in a single whisper. i miss your hair, long and shaggy. i miss your eyes, locked with mine as you confess your love over and over. i miss your being, your very soul. i miss you, for christ’s sake. long night, forever lonely. long night, forever loving you. forever loving you, although you have never loved, nor even known, me.