Yesterday, I went to church alone. I did homework alone. I went to Wal-Mart and bought spray paint alone. I was alone all day! The weird thing is, I was at home, where my family never leaves, so I wasn't actually alone. It just wasn't the same without the boyfriend around to keep me company.
I didn't have anybody to watch TV shows with. I somehow went the day without Netflix, music (except for in my car) and pretty much everything. I'm pretty sure I even forgot to eat lunch (my bad!). I guess it's because I was really concentrated on the project that is due today. Whatever the reason, it was just weird.
Then there is the whole thing about "who do I tell the random things that pop into my head when he isn't here!?" I sure can't tell my grandma that I accidentally got acrylic paint on her table cloth because I forgot I had to wash the paintbrush off before laying it on the table. I just don't think the humor of my klutziness would go over very well in that case.
I'm sure I could manage living without the boyfriend if I HAD to, but the fact is, being without him makes me realize how much I LOVE being around him all the time. Given the choice, I wouldn't want to be without his silliness, ever.
Hurry back, lovely! Enjoy your time with your grandparents, but hurry back.
I need you.
1 comment:
:)
Feel the same way about my husband.
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