I'm so over the missing
I really miss my man. It's getting old, this long-distance love thing. That's NOT to say that i don't love him OR that I am looking for someone else or want to find someone else or wish there was someone nearer for me, it is just that I DO love him so and I think that it is time that he was nearer.
Days have begun to drag on without him. I never know when I'll see him and the days go by so slow.
Last night he didn't get around to calling me until 1:30 in the morning. I was completely asleep, answered the phone, and five minutes later woke up to find myself on it. I asked, 'When did you call?!' (I'm told) and then said, "I have to sleep. I have to sleep!' and we got off the phone (I don't really remember, I just remember him telling me we'd been on the phone six minutes and I had no recollection). I don't want it to be this way. I want for him to be able to wake me at 1:30 if he needs to and me wrap my arms around him and go back to sleep if I need to (heh).
At first I somewhat preferred the long-distance thing. I'd come out of two consecutive relationships with men who just didn't know what 'personal space' meant and I needed it. Even so I felt annoyed that I'd had to deal with two guys whose spaces I didn't want much occcasion with and then I found one whose I did and ... .
Mine is a beautiful man and I miss him. I miss his arms and hands more than anything. His arms are such a dream, such a luxury. They are such a place of peace for me.
God, I miss my man.