Missing me and flying home

I miss my guy. He's flying home as I type this post.

I like when he gets all mushy and sweet.

"You know that I miss you a ton, right?" he said in a tender moment in our conversation.
"I think so. You don't normally say it as much as I do, but I know that you do," I said.
"Yes, I do miss you a lot. I can't wait to kiss those lips of yours," he said.

The feeling is definitely mutual.