I've been dating a guy now, we will call him Mr. H, for the last 4 months. Now, 4 months for me is really, really, really good, I usually only make it 6 days before I get sick of them and walk, so to make it this long is just amazing. But it seems that it could only last so long before it was back to reality and it seems that I have now hit a dip in the road.
For most of our "relationship" we have been apart, which most likely accounts for my making it 4 months, it's so far been almost the perfect relationship. The only way it could better if is he came home a few times a week for some uh.. relations. Don't take this wrong way, my liking a long distance relationships really has less to do with him and more to do with me
it has nothing to do with him and everything to do with me. Or, so I thought.
He's not in a position to call me every second of every day which really makes me appreciate when he does call. However, I'm thinking the distance ultimately won this one because it's been a few days since I've heard from him. The last time this happened, I worried and freaked out a little and he told me not to worry or freak out if he doesn't call it's a good reason. Yeah, well, he better be near death for this one. I guess that sounds cold and mean, but seriously. There is no good reason and at this point, whatever the reason is, I really don't care to hear it.
I would have called him by now, but I'm not in a position to that either, so I thought about writing him, which I've been known to do, I will admit, I'm a letter writer. But, my best friend is in my exact current situation as well and so I'm taking my advice to her and just letting it go. She was smart though and bought a dog. That might be me come Saturday.
And the part that sucks about the whole thing, is that contrary to how it sounds, I was really into him. Oh it figures. I guess this is just part of being twenty something?
