After the late night phone call and the final good night text, you still slide into a bed all by yourself. The nights when the phone call never comes are even worse. I was drifting off to sleep and I wrapped my arms around him, only to find that his body had a lot more give than normal. I opened my eye just a bit and realized that I was gripping my pillow and not him.
I really miss that guy.
Even though there is only a one hour time difference, it's difficult to sync our schedules. During the day he's working and I don't want to be the girl that calls all of the time and interrupts. During the evening he has other obligations. When he's hanging out with friends it's not like I can shout objection. He has to have a life and i'm not there so I don't get to be as involved in it as I would like. As great as I am (toot toot!), that doesn't mean he wants to spend hours talking on the phone when he could be out interacting with friends.
December can't get here soon enough.
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