Mushy.

When we're separated for days at a time, I feel useless. I may have things to do, but I feel empty inside while doing them. (Mostly because my things to do only really involve working). I don't hate the days when we are apart because it only reaffirms our love on the days we are united. Holding your hand, laying in your arms, and kissing your lips are just that much sweeter when I haven't been able to do so for a day or more. And then there are days when I love you so much I could just gobble you up. Like today when you sacrificed work to make sure I had a date to the concert or how you get emotional when I am not feeling well or how you get defensive when anyone says something unpleasant towards me. I am falling in love with you more and more each day. And if heaven forbid, the world shall come to an end in a two years, well at least I can die happy knowing that my soul was complete if for only a short time.