It has been six months since we’ve been apart, but it feels like an eternity. Time moves unbearably slow, and we still have 550 days to go before we can be together again. I count each passing day in pain, yet the clock refuses to move any faster.Some days, I wish I could fast-forward time; other days, I fantasize about leaving everything behind and moving to him. But my responsibilities keep me bound here, leaving me helpless, waiting and longing. Oh, how I yearn to hold him just once more. At this point, I would give up anything and everything for that single embrace. I miss him so profoundly that no words can ever capture the depth of my longing. Well, November until today has been quite dramatic. I didn’t hear from him for two days, from the 10th to the 11th of November, and it turned out he had lost his phone, again! My god, he is so careless. This is the second time he has lost his phone, and the third time he has misplaced something important. First, he lost his headphone, ...