I can't go to sleep without my phone lying next to me.
partly because it has to wake me up in the morning, partly I still (I'm using simple present instead of the progressive form, since it's definitely a habit that I want to express) wait for you to call.
I alternate between nearly beginning to cry at the mere sight of an ASB car or when I hear "Wake me up when September ends" on the radio, and what must happen if I really saw you in person? and having so much to say that I could start shouting at you. at the moment, however, it's more crying than much else.