Wow.
This made me cry.

I really like this.
Very ironic for me, he told me he'd wait however long it took last night.

your guitar-string roughened fingertips,
and watching you sleep away
Sunday morning.

my boy does the same thing. i stay up to his breathing and wake up to watch him sleep. you've got beautiful writing, and i plan on spending my night reading it all.

bittersweet, and I love it. You got into how little things make up the big things, its-all-in-the-details,etc. So good.

Pretty, sexy, and gritty--but still pretty.

I love the tone, particularly when etwined with the image of "guitar-string roughened fingertips". It's pretty and, like I've stated, sexy; I love the gritty images and just, wow.

I love this. I love this.

- Noelle

I like the last few lines especially - "I miss the weight of your limbs entangled with mine, your guitar-string roughened fingertips, and watching you sleep away Sunday morning" - very nostalgic, very vivid. The first few lines are a little awkward for me though (perhaps because of the line breaks?), but overall i like it (: keep writing!