Sigh...

In a rare moment of allowable sadness I lay there, feeling broken and despondent and allowing the cold gray of my own speculation to wash over me. I whispered into the pillow, "I just wish you were here." I wrapped my arms around myself and slowly sat up; heaved a great sigh in preparation to leave my words and my thoughts behind. Just then, my phone rang. It was him, just calling to check up on me. He was there with me, after all.