Beware of Sappy Sadness

I try to refrain from talking too much about my girlfriend. I was once one of those people that post day in and out lyrics and poems that remind me of her. I'm tempted to do it sometimes, but I refrain. No one wants to hear about my love for her. It's a dime a dozen I've been told.

I can't stand it though. I miss her. Her visits are long enough to disturb my everyday life & stir things up. Not long enough to find comfort of her being here or to get used to another in my bed. I have much I am looking forward to when she moves down from the nasty Jersey she lives in. Most of them are normal - romantic dates, dinners to come home to, someone to help with laundry, another heater in bed. More than anything I'm looking forward to having my best friend back. Daily she is missing stories or jokes because I can't remember them when I talk to her late at night on the phone. Only a little while longer. With much happening between now and then I hope time will pass safely and quickly for both of us.


For now I'm done.. back to normal randomness.