19 December 2012
I can't believe you're almost here. I'm shaking, but not with fear. I can't believe you've almost arrived. Without you, I don't know how I survived.
I'll be seeing you tomorrow. It's been five weeks of sorrow. You're my Christmas come early. No longer will I feel so empty.
I miss your smile and ginger hair. Your soft embrace when I wake from a nightmare. Your tender touch and gentle lips. When we kiss under the full moon or even an eclipse.
I can't believe you'll soon be next to me. Lets not think of January. We'll enjoy this festive Crimbo. And loose ourselves under the mistletoe.
Just one more day left to go. You make me happier than I could ever know. Sleep well and tight tonight. For tomorrow, together, my passions you'll ignite.
I have to sleep at once you see. I have to dream of you and me. But when I wake and tomorrow comes. We'll be back together, closer than atoms.
When Tomorrow Comes. • Opuss № I