"Listen, it's not a bad idea at all. Talk to your professors at university, I'm sure they'll understand," I say through the phone. Even though you're on the other side of the world, I can tell for sure you're frowning. "Besides, I can help you with your homework."

I've been on tour for three months, and therefore, we haven't seen each other for three months. We're trying to handle it as best we can, but it's difficult. I need to see you, hug you, kiss you, be with you. I miss you so much. I've even started meditating so I don't think about you so much in bed.

The thing is, I've been doing some research, and apparently you can teach online classes for your university, and that means you can come with me on tour. But you're still a little hesitant.

"Please, love, I miss you so much. You don't know how long it's been since I touched my... you know." I hear you laughing on the other line. "It's not funny! I'm suffering!"