I called my boyfriend at about 10 tonight, since he called me earlier with the promise of calling me back (he got interrupted pretty quickly after he called).
Today was the day our ex moved out of their duplex. It was pretty emotional for the both of them. Our ex and his mom were crying, and my boyfriend was trying his hardest not to cry in front of them.
Yeah, so I called him, and he almost started crying. He told me he felt so lonely, and that it was really the first time he'd been truly alone (before he had roommate etc) in a very long time. So I started crying too, telling him that it'll only be four days till he doesn't have to be alone anymore. I wanted to hold and comfort him so bad, he's usually always a source of strength, and on one of the rare occations he needed someone, I couldn't be there.
I offered to give him my stuffed animal (it's the size of a small child) that I've had forever for when he has to move two hours away from me, so he can have something to hold and to remind him of me when he feels lonely.
God, I think these are going to be the longest four days of my life.
 Lexenos the Gypsy Bard · Wed Feb 18, 2009 @ 05:29am · 0 Comments |
