i think this is called longing
my trip to visit the engineer was amazing. we had so much fun together, everything really just fell into place.
we didn’t have the serious talk that i was going to try to have on the day that i left. instead, he laid down in the recliner and i curled up on his lap and we watched tv…saying almost nothing, knowing that i was about to leave after four days together and six months of us not seeing each other.
i don’t care what we are or what we aren’t at this point. i loved every second that i was with him, and whether we’re in a long distance relationship or not doesn’t matter to me anymore.
i miss him more than i ever thought i could.
