Waking up

I lay awake for an hour, thinking about lots of stuff but mostly that I missed waking up next to him. Having dogs is nice but not the same. I texted that thought to him, and an hour later got a response: love you. I cried. I know he does. If I think about it too much I'll just be sad and nothing will get done, but for a few moments this morning I let myself be sad. It's not a sad sad... there's a lot of love wrapped up in it, and that part is beautiful.