“Morning Truth” As you wake, know this truth in your bones— I missed you through every hour of the n…
“Morning Truth” As you wake, know this truth in your bones— I missed you through every hour of the night. I left you my shirt, hoping it held me close to you, because sleep won’t come when you’re not in my arms. I need your touch the way dawn needs its first light. I need your love the way breath needs the body. Without you, I am an echo— a heart half‑full, a world dimmed. But morning rises, and with it, the promise of you returning to me, filling every empty place with your warmth, your lips, your love, your forever.
