They totally, completely, absolutely, positively, cross-my-heart, hope to die suck.
Now I'm not the whiney kind by nature, I don't think. But for the last, oh, very near a year now, it's been sucking big time.
And yet I can't give up on it because, well,
I really love him.
The last time I saw him was in Jordan. In October...
So I will keep on becoming whineyanna and I will miss him every day. every minute.
every time I hear classic rock.
every time I hear anything.
every time someone bumps into a wall and doesn't really notice.
every time my cuticles need pushing.
every time my feet are cold.
Well, you get the point. all the time.
2 comments:
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That is no fun. I can only comprehend that on a weekly/vacation scale. Not an all the time scale.
If we were in the same place, I would sit on your feet whenever they got icey. I really would
Oh, I love how much you love him. Seriously. I miss him too. Why the heck does he think he needs to go away all the time? Dang you Shea.
On a much lighter note, I absolutely and completely was awe struck by the amazing Christmas gift you gave him. I was wondering if maybe you could, a(teach me to play the piano and b)trade me voices? I trade you straight up?
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