A Deployed Heart

Wrote this one night when I was missing my husband who was out to sea.

I crave you In the most innocent ways. I crave your scent, they way I felt so safe with your arms around me in a big comfy sweatshirt. I crave your laughter and your temper. I crave waking up in the middle of the night and looking over to see you fast asleep, so peaceful. Things arnt so peaceful anymore, but maybe once you return they will be. I crave the way you could put me at ease on my hardest days just by walking through that door and kissing me on the forehead. I crave the way your hand felt in mine. I crave getting lost in those amazing blue eyes. I crave the crazy things we did and the days we spent laying on the couch or in bed. I crave the passion, the want, the need for one another. I miss you, I crave not knowing that feeling.

Author's Note

I know this is not really a poem but I did not know what category to place it in.