Speaking to Mikey on Skype feels so weird. It’s like, putting my life on pause and like “hey, oh yeah, I have a cute boyfriend 12 timezones away right now…really? He’s mine?”.
I haven’t felt his temperature or smelled his clothes in so long that it feels like a dream to me.
It feels like I’ve been living the single life (minus the random sex) for so long now that it’s surreal talking to this boy that I can’t see or touch, but I have such a connection with him.
I am like born again after each time I talk to him though, hahahhaa, in the best way possibile. Refreshing and I fall in love all over again. Even though I feel like I’m falling in love with a celebrity or something, since he doesn’t seem real to me anymore…
I don’t think this post made any sense. My point: I can’t wait until he comes back home and I am whole again. I’m not the kinda bitch who thinks that the world is ending when my boyfriend isn’t by my side, but truthfully, through everything I’ve done this summer, I’ve still felt like a piece of my soul has been missing..
I haven’t felt his temperature or smelled his clothes in so long that it feels like a dream to me.
It feels like I’ve been living the single life (minus the random sex) for so long now that it’s surreal talking to this boy that I can’t see or touch, but I have such a connection with him.
I am like born again after each time I talk to him though, hahahhaa, in the best way possibile. Refreshing and I fall in love all over again. Even though I feel like I’m falling in love with a celebrity or something, since he doesn’t seem real to me anymore…
I don’t think this post made any sense. My point: I can’t wait until he comes back home and I am whole again. I’m not the kinda bitch who thinks that the world is ending when my boyfriend isn’t by my side, but truthfully, through everything I’ve done this summer, I’ve still felt like a piece of my soul has been missing..
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