It’s just indescribable. Unless you’ve experienced it, you won’t be able to understand how it feels like. At least now we’re still in the same time zone, where we wake up and sleep at almost the same time, so calling each other is easier. But it’s the physical touch that is absent, the comforting hugs, the simple act of holding hands, or even just sitting in the same room doing our own things.
Long distance involves constantly missing the other person, the aches of longing for him/her, and the most important thing, a huge chunk of trust.
I guess it’s just one of those days. I’ve already known that these will be inevitable the moment we started our relationship, and it’s fine really, because I know what I’m fighting for. And I really hope this fight will be worth it in the end.