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i want to sleep with her now, tonight, in our bed, or any bed really.
i'm sleeping in our/her bed tonight, alone. the first time it was hard and i had to distract myself, but harriet the spy did the trick. the second time it was absolutely fine. i called her on skype and woke her up and said good night to her and she didn't understand a thing i said but it was nice to hear her cute sleepy voice again. and then i fell asleep.
i'm lethargically sitting in her living room with her dad watching people prepare raw beef on the tv.
i'm not sure how i feel right now but after reading about happy couples and seeing pictures of happy people smiling and holding each other in bed i am starting to really miss that again. of course i miss it every night but i've gotten used to it and i've come to love my little blue bed.
only eighteen days. i'm almost scared of it. a week of euphoria and then...?
at least things are certain now, for the most part. i'm not really sure when she's coming home but at least i know she'll be in the area this summer. after that, school again and then who knows?
i love her so much, though. and i'm starting to chill out about us staying together. i'm confident that we can do it while still living our individual lives for a little while, and then we'll be able to say "hey look, we made it through two separate semesters abroad, graduate school, yadda yadda"
or at least that's the big plan.
i'm sleeping in our/her bed tonight, alone. the first time it was hard and i had to distract myself, but harriet the spy did the trick. the second time it was absolutely fine. i called her on skype and woke her up and said good night to her and she didn't understand a thing i said but it was nice to hear her cute sleepy voice again. and then i fell asleep.
i'm lethargically sitting in her living room with her dad watching people prepare raw beef on the tv.
i'm not sure how i feel right now but after reading about happy couples and seeing pictures of happy people smiling and holding each other in bed i am starting to really miss that again. of course i miss it every night but i've gotten used to it and i've come to love my little blue bed.
only eighteen days. i'm almost scared of it. a week of euphoria and then...?
at least things are certain now, for the most part. i'm not really sure when she's coming home but at least i know she'll be in the area this summer. after that, school again and then who knows?
i love her so much, though. and i'm starting to chill out about us staying together. i'm confident that we can do it while still living our individual lives for a little while, and then we'll be able to say "hey look, we made it through two separate semesters abroad, graduate school, yadda yadda"
or at least that's the big plan.