They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. I never really knew what this meant or why anyone would want to be away from the people they love just to strengthen their love. I was dumb.
It’s not a matter of wanting to be separated-life just divides people sometimes, temporarily, in this case. There’s just no fighting that. To battle this struggle of being separated from the one you love, you think about them. You think about them all the time, and you let your imagination take over when thinking of how you’re going to respond when you see them again. Should I kiss them first? Will they kiss me first? Will it be in public? Images painted across the walls of your mind like a fucking Monet.
Thomas Fuller said “Absence sharpens love, presence strengthens it.” Consider me a firm believer in this now. We don’t think about our loves when they are right in front of us so much as we do when we can’t feel their soft touch or their gentle touch. The lack of having the person beside you to hold is what makes your entire being yearn for them. The heart wants what the heart can’t have right at that moment. The heart is a whiny pre-schooler that manipulates to get their way.