Okay..this is one thing I promised myself I'd never do - mess my space up with mushy, Mills & Boon-type sob stories. But I'm going to have to stray a little this time. And what the hell - this won't be the first promise I've broken nor the last I will break.
Okay, the thing here is that I'm missing him so much I'm going crazy and I just have to let it out somewhere. And since I'm already sitting in front on my favorite friend here anyway, I might as well do it here and save a tree.
I hate feeling this way, and please, not on a Friday!
Ever heard Chris Cagle's 'Miss me baby'? Well, that pretty much sums up the way I've been and am still feeling. I've wasted so much time letting him take up my thoughts it would be very unfair if he didn't miss me back right? And I'll even admit, at the risk of sounding dumb and desperate, that I've prayed and asked God to let him miss me too ..'Please Lord, make him miss me!'
It's just not enough - him telling me on the phone that he IS missing me!
I want him to really, truly, genuinely miss me the way I am missing him now.