I missed this, just being with you.
Although I also miss him, being with him. Though I haven't been with him alone at this hour.
I long to enjoy you again, reading, writing, or watching old films with always brought me a different kind of peace and a good kind of solitude.
I'm done with one project but there are more. My soul is urging me to take a step back and rest but I know that I have to push myself to do more. Not because I am addicted to getting things done but because one important piece of life is creation.
To love and to create, as long as I live.
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