~slams head into wall~
So, I talked to this guy a few days ago. It was great. He explained a lot to me about what'd been going on, why he couldn't talk. I'm more in love with him than ever.
But he's not showing up as online now. He used to appear online 24/7, whether he was or not, because of his internet connection. But he's not now. This confirms my worst fears, something he warned me about before. He might be in trouble, and I might not be able to talk to him for an indefinite amount of time.
I wanted to talk to him this morning, I knew I could catch him online around my 6am, so I set my alarm. But this is where I could kick myself till my legs break off. I just slept after my alarm went off. Just your stupid, selfish little everymorning thing. Then I got online a few hours later and saw that he'd been online at 6 and I missed it. Quite possibly my last chance to talk to him for who knows how long.
I have no way in the world of communicating with him now. All I can do is wait and hope. But I'm so impatient when it comes to indefinite amounts of time. If I only knew how long the wait will be.
God, I hope he's OK. God, take care of him.
Maybe I'll ask Mum one day if she'd be OK with me giving him our post office box address, and corresponding through regular mail? But then, international mail would be difficult. X_X
This bites.
But he's not showing up as online now. He used to appear online 24/7, whether he was or not, because of his internet connection. But he's not now. This confirms my worst fears, something he warned me about before. He might be in trouble, and I might not be able to talk to him for an indefinite amount of time.
I wanted to talk to him this morning, I knew I could catch him online around my 6am, so I set my alarm. But this is where I could kick myself till my legs break off. I just slept after my alarm went off. Just your stupid, selfish little everymorning thing. Then I got online a few hours later and saw that he'd been online at 6 and I missed it. Quite possibly my last chance to talk to him for who knows how long.
I have no way in the world of communicating with him now. All I can do is wait and hope. But I'm so impatient when it comes to indefinite amounts of time. If I only knew how long the wait will be.
God, I hope he's OK. God, take care of him.
Maybe I'll ask Mum one day if she'd be OK with me giving him our post office box address, and corresponding through regular mail? But then, international mail would be difficult. X_X
This bites.