he's coming home

at midnight tonight. it may be a gentle and sweet reunion, it may be bittersweet, it may be bitter, it may keep me up bawling all night. but at least he's coming home and i get to smell his armpits and feel his energy in the room with me.
i really hope he knows how much i love him... i miss him so much i cried during a golden girls episode. big fat tears rolling down my cheeks, not just misty. i want to be golden with him...