Kevin came to visit me this weekend. It was amazing, and perfect almost.
I was jumping for joy for his arrival. Of course his punctuality impresses me. He told me he will get here at 2:11 and he got here at 2:10 right after my chem lecture class. How amazing.
He's amazing.
Sleeping with him, being beside him, and just missing his presence.
I remembered when college just started and now our first year is almost over.
He's crazy for me? Idk.
I'm very unsure about these things.
I miss him already. It kinda sucks.
When he left... yes thats when it hit me.
I felt very attached to him.
Thats bad.
Cause once he leaves. I get upset.
Yes that is exactly what happened.
Not fun. But now I know how it feels when other girls tell me about how they miss their bfs. I just shrugg it off, and listen cause i never really experienced it.
Now that I have, it is quite ridiculous how exact their feelings of explanation is.
I feel incomplete, not knowing what to do. I feel kinda pathetic. Like really Suzanne?
Yeah.
My friend asks me: "Do you love him?" really me love?
Ppl need to know who i really am to ask that question and my friend knew.
I guess I adore him, and care very much for him.
Love?? Once he left I actually missed him. Entering my dorm and not seeing him there is different. Even though he was here for only 3 days i felt like a lifetime.
Laying on my bed and not feeling his touch, different.
Thats when the tears started.
I think it's the Hormones. I'm suppose to have my friendly visit from my time of the month friend.
Yes. He is quite perfect. More than what I could only ask for in a guy.
Taking a nap with him, yes it was the best.
Now it's time to get back to work.
Not exactly what I want after an amazing weekend.
I miss you.
"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."
-Eleanor Roosevelt