The Last Week

I feel a bit meh at the moment. I've got a 2000 word essay to write, I haven't seen/talked to you since Friday, the sun is shining but I need to stay inside and work and I suddenly have a big urge to see my family. It's been too long, I can see that now. I look forward to Saturday when everything will be over with.

I can't wait to go home. Home, sweet home.

Updates

I've talked to you a lot more lately. Somehow this doesn't seem enough though.


It's sort of sad to think that the small moments with you, which used to keep me happy for weeks or days, now only last a couple of hours.

Weeks Pass By

A month has passed and the situation with you is still the same. I don't know what to do.. I think I need to figure out where and when you go out (this sounds really stalker'ish), "randomly" go to the same club/bar, get you drunk and win you that way. There's no way I'm letting you leave this summer without knowing. I'll show you how.. I'll get there. And until then I've got my lovely Thursdays where I see and talk to you.

Even Disney said it: "He's got to have a weakness, because everybody's got a weakness. I mean, for what? Pandora, it was the box thing. For the Trojans, hey they bet on the wrong horse, okay?". I bet you've got a weakness. I hope your weakness in the future will be me.