Endless

I think, if theres anything I can take from this lockdown its the level of love I feel for my boyfriend. The distance is tough, what was once a couple of buses and 45 minutes of impatience now feels endless, especially not knowing when we can hold each other again. It's been so tough, and we've felt the strain and frustration more times than we've felt the closeness and love. I worry, I overthink, I panic and he stays calm, helping me through the storms, giving me the validation I need and then I worry, regret all the criticisms I've thrown his way and try my best to be better. He's my world, and I hate being apart from him.

I just hope we can make it through. And I hope he loves me as much as I love him.