So last week. Probably my busiest week all summer, my guy says he's coming over in 2 days.
We got 5 hours together.
I know.
The things that excite me.
It was his first time at my place and it was so nice to be close to him.
I couldn't keep my hands off him the whole time he was here.
Even when we went out for lunch, I just wanted to hold his hand.
Now the hard part. What I call the trough.
The huge dip in communication and my mood after seeing him, knowing I won't see him again for 3 1/2 mos
December will be a year.
And it's going to be this way for years.
If we ever get past this stage at all.
It feels futile today.
I just want to cry.
It was so good to hold him and be close, even if only for a minute.
Now Im just back to...
Missing him.
We got 5 hours together.
I know.
The things that excite me.
It was his first time at my place and it was so nice to be close to him.
I couldn't keep my hands off him the whole time he was here.
Even when we went out for lunch, I just wanted to hold his hand.
Now the hard part. What I call the trough.
The huge dip in communication and my mood after seeing him, knowing I won't see him again for 3 1/2 mos
December will be a year.
And it's going to be this way for years.
If we ever get past this stage at all.
It feels futile today.
I just want to cry.
It was so good to hold him and be close, even if only for a minute.
Now Im just back to...
Missing him.
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