1000 Miles Away
Chapter 4 – It's Morning Time, I Miss Your Hands On My Skin…
June 25, 2005
I wish I had touched you more often. Ok, so that cam out wrong. I just mean little touches, holding hands, brushing up against each other, smoothing your hair. Stupid little things like that are the things I always regret not doing. Your hands send chills up my spine, that's all there is to it. So I wish I'd touched you more, because now it hurts to not be able to. I had a dream last night about this which is probably why I'm dwelling on it. It was a rude awakening this morning.
Again, Love, Ephram.
