maria came from nashville with a suitcase in her hand

i'm calling to you from the mountains. i'm calling to you from nashville. i miss you so much today that it almost breaks my heart and i'm wondering what you're doing. i'm wondering if you are in good company or if you are alone. i'm wondering if you've thought about me today more than just in passing and if you are dying to see me as much as i am dying to see you. i wish i could feel you touch my face. i'm dying to hear your voice. something about you not being here makes me desperate to get to you again. to feel you hug me and see you smile. to know that seing me is worth the trouble to you. you make me feel special. i chased fire flies last night and they all looked like the light from your face to me. they reminded me of someone out there loving me. i miss your shaking hands and your soft heart. but i'll be seeing you soon and it's all going to be alright. so think of me today and wish that i was there and you could go on holding me while i learn about my life. and soon, you'll be treating me to your graces, that i'm sure i don't deserve, and i will ask you again why you're so good to me.

soon.