Lost in reverie

I click on one of the pictures you've sent me in one of your first mails, It's a picture of one of your trips. I see your cute smile. I saw that smile many thousand times before--when I close my eyes I can see it, it's chiseld into my brain. I see your bright eyes. They're blue, beautiful. They're sparkling like diamonds in the sun. You're wearing sunglasses in that picture, but it doesn't matter. I've looked in your eyes all the time we were kissing fondly. You have such a pretty face, and you're so lovely.
I calm down, I'm longing for you. I'm touching my screen. I touch your handsome face in the picture. I think about the kisses we had, about your beautiful eyes. I hear your voice and your laugh. I see the sun on your face and I'm itching to touch your face tenderly. I remember all the hugs and kisses. I remember how I couldn't take my eyes off of you.
I remember when we were on top of a mountain. You stood close behind me, you hugged me, together we were watching the sun go down. Your face was next to mine. I can feel the warmth of your body. I feel your breath on my cheek. I was hoping this moment never ends.
I know there are thousands of miles between us, I know we had just a few weeks together ... but I'm missing you so much. I want to hold you, I want to hear your laugh again. I'm counting the weeks until we're holding each other again...
I close the window containing your picture with a sigh, knowing your always in my mind, I take a deep breath. I turn on some music. I have a smile on my face, and I know, I'm gonna see you again quite soon. And I'm praying to God that you're never gonna find my blog...