I miss Drew.. even though I saw him yesterday. I hate saying goodbye, it's probably my least favorite thing in the world. (Right next to change.) I only have to say goodbye for a week, but it still stinks! I wish I was old enough to move with him, and then I wouldn't have to say goodbye every Sunday. Damn him for going to school, and being responsible. I mean really! He should just stay here with me, and that's all he should do. Forget work, school, and all that jazz. Who wouldn't want to spend every moment with my lovely self? He wouldn't go insane at all... (note the sarcasm.)
But seriously, the happiest I have ever been is when he's holding me in his arms. He looks at me like I'm a person, and he tries very hard to understand everything that is going in my life. He actually listens to me talk. I don't think that I've met many people who do that. He gives me advise, and tells me that everything is going to be okay. It's so corny, but it's all true. I love the way he takes my hand and dances with me in the middle of a street, and the way he says I'm beautiful. He's wonderful, he makes me feel better about myself. I couldn't ask for more. =]
I approve of the picture. I like it, lots.
ReplyDeleteI think you hate saying goodbye so much because it IS change. When you have to say goodbye, it's because someone/something is leaving, and even if it's just a temporary separation, it's still a change from when they/it were right there with you. And that is a sad time. But it can also be a good time, because even though it's hard it helps us...grow and stuff. That sounds so goofy, but I think it's true. Hard times help us learn to be self-actualized, and make the good times all the better.
Also, you, me, Denver?? Tattered Cover time! (and Drew time, for you, of course)
In other, and important, news: I'm so happy that you are happy, dearest. (even though, technically, you aren't the happiest at the present moment...generally speaking, I mean.)
Love you! :)