The craziest thing about missing someone is how they can be far away and still somehow take up every corner of your mind. That's exactly what happens to me every night when everything gets quiet. I start imagining how perfect this moment would feel if you were here next to me instead of only living in my thoughts. We wouldn't need fancy plans or exciting places. Just your presence would be enough. Talking for hours, laughing over random things, holding each other close, and getting lost in the comfort of knowing we don't have to pretend around each other. I think that's what real love actually is. Not perfection, not filters, not attention from the world, but two people feeling completely safe together exactly as they are. You being your true self, me being mine, and our hearts still connecting in the most effortless way possible. I imagine those peaceful moments where words become unnecessary because love can already be felt in the silence between us. And honestly, no matter how busy life gets or how many people come and go, my heart keeps coming back to the same wish every single night: having you beside me while our souls slowly melt together and the world outside no longer matters.