So, I haven’t posted in a while.
I don’t know if I can even begin to explain what’s happened in my life since January. I broke up with the boyfriend, moved out, and got a new boyfriend. One who lives in Kansas. Which is miles and kilometers away from me.
He came to visit a few weeks ago, and if any of you keep up with my flickr site, you’ll already know that it was an incredible two weeks. People asked me if I was nervous or scared about meeting him, but I really wasn’t. We’d been talking since November, and there were days when we spent all day on the phone together, killing first my cordless phone, and then my cell phone. I’ve never been able to talk to anyone the way I can talk to him. Honestly, sometimes I forgot that we’d actually never met.
When he left, I cried for three days. It hurt in ways I’d never imagined it could.
And now, I’m going to Kansas next weekend. On the bus. For a month. Ish. And I can’t wait to see him again.
I miss how he touches me.
