Restrained

I was up earlier than usual in spite of only five hours of half-decent sleep. When I turned around, something felt different.

"Oh right, it was the day..."

Half-awake, I tried to locate my phones beneath my pillows. It took me a while to find my flashlight phone and when I did, I sighed. Your usual morning greeting followed by a toothy smile was not there. I took a deep breath and whispered a silent prayer.

"Good morning Bad Boy, wherever you are."

I tried to smile.

"Good morning Tristan...", I imagined you saying.

Only then did I smile.

"Oh my, must be crazy...", I laughed.

The Almighty is testing my patience today. I promised myself that I will not bother you that much while on vacation, even if I can. If I can just get through the whole day without acting like a love-struck idiot, I know I will be okay. But so far, without you knowing it, it feels like I am fighting a losing battle.

I already miss you Bad Boy.

I really do.