night 2
yesterday was the start of the count-down until he returns. he left for florida to see his family and play at the capital one bowl in orlando. last night i got no sleep, i woke up every couple of hours, it was hard not having him there. not falling asleep to him, not rolling over to him, not waking up to him... it was hard. to tell you the truth i was beginning to believe that i would never develop feelings like this for anyone, more/less have someone reciprocate those feelings back to me. this is the best thing i have ever felt and what's even better than that is we are sure these feelings won't stop, we are sure we were supposed to be together. he actually wants me in his life, in his future and i can't picture anyone else i'd rather spend that time with. all i can hope for is that i can keep him happy, genuinely happy, you know? not content but truly truly happy with me and everything that encompasses me. i love that i can't get enough of him, no matter what.
but anyway, the matter at hand is that i have finished wrapping my christmas presents, including his and i have resorted to pacing around my 1 bedroom apt. because i can't get him off my mind because the mere 34 or so hours that he has been gone have just torn me to bits. i hate that he isn't next to me or at most a few blocks away. oh well, swimming in it won't make it go away, right?
i love you andy, goodnight.
but anyway, the matter at hand is that i have finished wrapping my christmas presents, including his and i have resorted to pacing around my 1 bedroom apt. because i can't get him off my mind because the mere 34 or so hours that he has been gone have just torn me to bits. i hate that he isn't next to me or at most a few blocks away. oh well, swimming in it won't make it go away, right?
i love you andy, goodnight.