When I become a star we'll be living so large.

It has been forever since I've been able to see Skye. Seriously like it's been three days. Sure we've been texting, but it's not enough. Getting a message from her can't even compare to the way she hugs me, the way she laughs like a six year old, the way her eyes get to me, her advice. Her little "texty-texts" just aren't doing it for me completely. She really just has me in a way that I won't let go. I've written about a zillion songs about her and even though she says she loves them, I still don't think that they are good enough. But they'll get there. I know they will because we're going strong. But not seeing her is killing meeee. I just want her here so I can hold her hand and put my arm around her and give her hugs and. Kiss her. I really just want to kiss her. It will give me so much peace inside just to touch her lips with mine. And to just talk to her and tell her how grateful I am that I get to call her mine. Because I really am.

I have a huge history assignment to get to, but I've been really busy taking care of a friend. I doubt I'm doing enough though. Now I just have to forget about it for a minute and only focus on Ronald Reagan. Sending you all my fucking love. Get well soon. Both of you.