Chapter 1
So impatient for what’s to come
His hands in my hair
His lips on my face
It needs to be December
I miss his touch even though
I’ve never actually felt it
My soul aches for it
It needs to be December
His voice drives me insane
I feel it to my very core
It knows who it belongs to
It needs to be December
The days don’t move fast enough
Whispers of things to come
Feelings so strong they hurt
It needs to be December
A part of me is missing
Only miles separate the halves
I am his and he is mine
It needs to be December
The day we finally touch
It’s going to be explosive
I’m finally going to be home
It needs to be December
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Very poignant and moving. I can feel the emotional state. The longing, the heartache. The essence of the human condition labeled 'longing'. This young man is very fortunate to have found such a caring, loving woman. I have been reading letters soldiers sent their wives during WWII and this is just as moving and tenderly written. I connected here. Good job, Carolina and the covers are enchanting.
Thank you so much, Elise! 🥰