If you were here...

I wouldn't miss you as much as I do because you'd be here. I wouldn't have little reminders of you peppering my thoughts wherever I go......
 
If you were here, I'd have you go out and get me something for dinner.

I'm starving.

We can negotiate dessert afterwards.
 
IYWH your moans would turn to screams and then to gasps and then to sighs... there might even be giggles.
 
If you were here we’d snuggle under the covers, keeping each other warm. My head on your shoulder, hand on your chest, one leg over your’s. We’d talk in hushed voices in the dark. I’d ask you to describe your family holidays growing up. What was your favorite present that Santa brought? Did you have a stocking over the fireplace with your name on it? I’d tell you about the year I got a Barbie camper van, and how I always wanted a real stocking but we always had the prefilled plastic mesh ones. We’d talk into the night. And laugh. Because laughing with you is my favorite. I would be happy just talking. But there would be much more than talking. Much more.
 
If you were here, I would buy you a big stocking with your name on it, hang it over the fireplace and fill it with never-ending love :heart:.

(That was beautiful, ems)
 
If you were here, I would buy you a big stocking with your name on it, hang it over the fireplace and fill it with never-ending love :heart:.

(That was beautiful, ems)

Thank you. Months before her first Christmas I made sure that my daughter had a beautiful Christmas stocking with her name hand embroidered onto it. :heart:

I was feeling sappy/nostalgic/wanty last night. :)
 
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