Mar
7
Night Two
Last night wasn’t terrible. Tired myself out enough that I’d just fall asleep right away. Today was pretty bad though. I missed you every minute. Found myself wanting to just give in and call you and take back everything I said. I’m proud that I didn’t though. I wanna be sure of my decision. That’s why I’m taking all this time.
It got particularly bad, though, during my last class. It’s not really a class that I pay attention to, so I was left with much too much time to think about you. Nearly broke down and cried right there. I got a better hold of myself after a while. I’m being so dramatic about this. But, God, I miss you. I miss your voice and your hands and everything. The next 24 days couldn’t go by fast enough.
