I've been up all night, knowing that you'll be here soon.
What do I wear? Which cologne do I put on? Hat or no? Argh. This is maddening.
I miss you. I've missed you for months now; missed your face, missed your smell, missed your laugh and giggles. I missed looking into your eyes. I miss kissing your lips. I missed hugging you, holding hands, playful fights, small attempts of PDA.
I miss your voice, even though I just hung up with you a few hours ago before you got on your flight.
I miss everything about you and even though I know in less than a hour you'll be in my presence, I can't get over the fact that I feel this way about you.
I'm not supposed to feel this way.
I'm not supposed to be this nervous.
I'm not supposed to miss you.
How can you miss what you've never experienced?