late nights when i miss you (Patreon)

it’s the middle of the night when i pick up the phone, the emptiness of the hotel room pressing in on me. it has been a week on the road, and every moment away from you feels like torture. i miss you, i miss home, and no matter how tired i am, sleep refuses to come without you beside me. when you answer, your voice is soft but awake, and i know you have been struggling just as much as i have. neither of us can rest while we are apart, but these late-night calls have become our lifeline. as we talk, your voice wraps around me like the comfort of home, and for a little while, it feels like the distance does not matter. slowly, the exhaustion fades, and the warmth of your words is enough to lull me toward sleep, knowing you are on the other end of the line.

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