It’s a relatively normal morning, and I’m feeling amused by you - coupled with a feeling of longing, largely due to the intensity of how much I miss you. I guess you could say that I’m also compelled to write this down because of inspiration drawn from C. S. Lewis’ literary prowess. (The guy dey write abeg)
But back to the matter at hand. I’m glad I can literally describe this overwhelming feeling, and I dear say it's very overwhelming because it’s the elation when I think of the witty things your humour conjures, it's the rush of blood to my heart when I think about your lips - basically, it’s everything combined.
I’m not trying to incite anything that’s not already there, but I’m writing this - however short a writeup it may be, to let you know that - burning passions aside, I can feel you so close to me right now.
I love you, babe!
🫶🏾
P.S. I want to play games with you!