I remember I was suffering from jetlag. I fell asleep early and woke up in the middle of the night. I had been thinking about going to your room, I wanted to say hi. I wanted to curl up next to you, press the palm of my hand to your torso, and slide my fingers over to your hip. But I knew that was only a fantasy. One most likely born out of a barely explored desire. So I rolled over and forced myself back to sleep. When I awoke, you were gone.