Jan 25, 2009 19:17
oh lord back together. I don't know what it is that makes me wanna keep coming back, but a simple 'I'm sorry, I miss you' is enough for me to come crawling back into his arms. Things are only bad when we're away from each other. As soon as we look at each other it's like the whole world melts away. He has no problem being open and honest about me and with me which, pathetically, is a change from the boys i usually get involved with. my well being matters to him and just because of stupid cell-phone miss-communication i thought i meant nothing to him. i hate cell phones for this reason. Psyche i worship my phone. that's sad, but whatever.
Even when i was mad at him, i couldn't stay mad at him. I spent two hours in a fit of rage because he was busy before we made up. The next day, just because his phone actually rang for once, I was in a good mood all day. It was a sign or something I guess cause we made up that day and things were beautiful and are beautiful.
I need to calm down more, though: I'm not the center of the universe. He doesn't need to spend every waking moment in contact with me. He's allowed to have friends that also have vaginas. His mom's phone is not his phone, therefore when he doesn't answer it's not his fault. Let him go to the city when he has the time and means, it's rare and good for him, though I wish he'd keep better company.