Miles
So, I am in this funk. What is the cause of this funk? The amount of miles between my and Friends, and mostly Sarah. 90 miles is not the far I know, it is just something that I can do every day. Which means I can't be there for all the time, which makes me feel like a failure of a boyfriend. I want her to come here and never leave, or vise versa. But we can't. I have school (be it ever so sucktasic) here and she has school there. We have to wait for breaks and weekends in order to see and hold each other. I can't stop feeling this sence of fear, like I might lose her. Or that I will not be there when she needs me the most.
I hate it, I hate college. It tears us away. If neather of us transfers schools, I don't think I will last these four years. College is a fun time for most-- for me it has been hell. I hate it.
-Mark-
I hate it, I hate college. It tears us away. If neather of us transfers schools, I don't think I will last these four years. College is a fun time for most-- for me it has been hell. I hate it.
-Mark-