12 days and counting

I'm counting down the days, Bee.

12 days till we meet.

What would it be like? Would you hold my hand? Would we stare at our toes?

Or would we start talking like we've known each other forever?

It all seems so surreal.

That I'm finally going to see you. After months of falling asleep with each other every night, thousands of miles apart.

I can't wait, Bee.

I can't wait to tell you that I love you.