Pull her close— look deep in the soul of her eyes and let her know that you’re honored to even exist in her dimension. Let her know that her existence was a mere existent of every piece of energy you ever felt. Remind her that your light shines just a little brighter when she’s around. Tell her you’re in love with every paradox that told you a being like her didn’t exist. The type of magic that a touch feels like a kiss without even being in the vicinity of her epitome. To the point her conscious elevates your humility because you have nothing to prove.
Let her know you miss her presence as if the ocean elevated to heaven. Look and her and say—Heaven. Make that image so vulnerable yet value that when she looks at you she feels like heaven.