Missing you is the strangest experience I have ever had. Most of the time, I can go through the motions of my everyday with only minimal intrusion from the lack of your physical presence. But then I am chopping peppers in the kitchen and I am crushed by the waves of sadness that swell in the absence of your hand from my lower back.

I can still feel the outline of your shoulder blades on my fingertips, and the softness of your lips as they find my neck. No matter where I am physically, I am always back in North Carolina, tangled up with you.
- twentyisthenewblack (via twentyisthenewblack)

(via this--too--shall--pass)