When Love Is Inside An Artist Mind..

    It has been a cloudy day and as the night sets in and the evening comes alive with lights all around.  I can't help but think of the one I love, so many miles away. Thoughts flow, especially on a friday night, where he is , what he is doing and how he is doing and if he is feeling as lonely as I am for each other's company.    It true for me, having someone like him close to me, would mean the world. Somewhere alone maybe.   Feeling his absence, I posted his picture on my facebook page, allowing myself to see him again.
I guess I always want him to know, how much I care for him and love him, even though I am not sure if he reads what I write.

For everyone who is thinking of the one they love, I know I am.