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May. 22nd, 2000 04:44 amsometimes these days are the longest. I was upset at Justin today. I'd called, needing lovey dovey talk, and attention. Neither of which I got. He was playing Civ2 with Paul, and his attentions were obviously elsewhere.
See, it gets so hard when he's not here. He almost doesn't ever say what he's actually feeling, and at least when he's here I can read him. But I'm so generally full of self-doubt, and add to that an if-I-had-my-perod PMS, and I'm a basket case. Dammit -- it's 8:23. Why hasn't he called yet? 8:24 now. I wonder sometimes if we last, only because I can't imagine anyone putting up with me.
He called.
See, it gets so hard when he's not here. He almost doesn't ever say what he's actually feeling, and at least when he's here I can read him. But I'm so generally full of self-doubt, and add to that an if-I-had-my-perod PMS, and I'm a basket case. Dammit -- it's 8:23. Why hasn't he called yet? 8:24 now. I wonder sometimes if we last, only because I can't imagine anyone putting up with me.
He called.
