I miss you, Jeff. ♥1.25.04♥ I hold my pillow at night thinking it's you. Hoping that maybe it would turn into you. I haven't seen you in a week. I haven't been able to kiss you or hug you or hold you. All I can do is hear your voice over the phone and imagine you standing next to me. I wish it didn't have to be this way. I sat at the bottom of the shower and held myself and cried. I miss sleeping next to you, waking up to you, and coming home from work to you. I miss cuddling with you and kissing you at night. But this is for the better. I hope. I love you so much. ♥