That has become the line I most want to hear.
Getting dressed, and being picked up by you, and to sit or walk next to you until we're there is a time I cherish.
At first I looked forward to your hands being crossed on your chest, limiting the ways you could touch me, and your head resting on my shoulder.
Now that would be a mental torture.
Now, I look forward to snuggling, and our cuddling ... and hearing your laugh, and feeling your breath on my ear and neck, and hugging you completely unreserved...
I miss you.
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