The urge to reach out to the phone and text has died. I can spend time online without refreshing my email every five minutes and/or checking if my messenger is working fine and my status is available.
I HATE not being able to do any of that. I HATE missing you when I'm happy. When I crack a real awesome joke, I miss sharing it. When I think of something really sarcastic and funny, I hate not hearing you laugh. I hate seeing emails by your name in someone else's inbox because it only drives home the point that there isn't anything from you in mine.
I know its pathetic, but I still keep my phone on loud when I sleep so that I can hear it ring, should it ring. Something pulls at my insides at the thought of hearing your voice again, and not in a good way - it makes breathing hard.
There, I've said it.
I'll use itch guard, but I will not give in. I won't.
P.S. Random, don't worry.
But I don't even have your phone number.
Lol.
I shall rectify that right away.
SG.
Great built up. Even better climax. Rather anti-climax.
Who was the PS directed to?
Anyway, I came, I saw and I commented but I didn't really have much to say.
Hope life is good.
This feeling I recognize. So well written.
Um. Really? Random?
whatever happened to ze blog? :)
ei, granny. lets break out of this rut, together?
Beautifully captures a phase of mind most of us have gone through at some pt in life.