Just trying to organize thoughts....
I was doing so well. Why after one phone call is my stomach turned inside out. Is it stupid of me to want to go running up there? Just for one more night. But how many one more nights can there be? But I miss him. I miss talking to him. I miss his hand playing my arm. To call after so long, is he just after a night or does he still feel a little more. Can I ignore what I felt, what still lingers? And then what happens to my current situation. I swear the drama never ends. So much for my better sleep habits. I can see it now, the next month I will have huge bags under my eyes and probably spend too much time on the fucking box.
just when I thought things were getting normal
just when I thought things were getting normal