I Miss Her, I Haven’t Even Seen Her Yet

We met randomly five days before I left my country to come here to work. We started chatting late nights about god knows what... We talked about life, about things we love, about where we want to go with our lives, about science, food, drinks, spaceships and neuroscience...

We've been talking every day since March, yet I've never seen her in person. When we do video calls all I can think about is how much I'd love to hold her hand, kiss her neck, smell her long curly hair. I want her to fuck me like there's no tomorrow. I want her to lay her head on my chest and fall asleep on the long grass under the stars...

She's what I think when I wake up, when I (unsuccessfully) try to work, when I dream at night.

All I feel is how much I miss her.