Not a long time right? But, anything can happen in six days. A family member could pass, you could wreck your car, you could obtain a new job, you could become someone’s significant other, you could pass your driver’s exam, ANYTHING.
That’s how long it’s been since I’ve seen my boyfriend. Such a small and minor detail, huh? I mean, there are so many other worse things in the world besides missing your boyfriend, but I feel empty. Honestly, in these 6 days, I’ve realized that I don’t know what I would do without him. I mustn’t rely on him for everything and I don’t
It’s just that I haven’t been able to feel him, touch him, hug him, kiss him or lean on him.
In general, I’ve had a tough few days and I want him by my side. Instead, he’s working and has a persistent cold. If he didn’t have a cold we would have spent Wednesday, Friday and tonight together. On Friday, I told myself, 2 days left, hang in there. But, then, last night when he told me that he felt even worse, I just knew that I wouldn’t be able to see him tonight.
You don’t need to apologize or feel bad or explain, just get better. Take some medicine. Rest. Sleep. Go to bed early. Do something! I’ll be pissed if you don’t help yourself! In that case, I’ll have a right to be because you keep brushing off one of the most important things, your health.
He tells me that he’ll text me later today to tell how it’s feeling. I’m not dumb, stupid or a moron. I won’t see him tonight, that’s it, that’s a wrap! I’m not getting my hopes up because I know what that text will read.
On Tuesday, he has off. I’m not sure if I’ll even see him that day because he might need to just rest the entire day. Okay, so, when will I see him next? What? Next week? I simply cannot wait until then. I must see him soon. I have no clue how army wives do this. If I can barely last a week, how the hell do they last a year to two years?! I respect them. I would NEVER complain about not seeing MY significant other for a week in front of them because I have NOTHING on them. They have a right to complain. I’ll sit there & listen to them vent about their husband or boyfriend.
But, even so, for little ol’ me, 6 days is a ton!