18 April 2010

A couple of nights ago, I was having a little trouble falling asleep, on account of my cold [although I do believe my cold is over now(!)]. As I laid in bed, I thought back to ~2 weeks ago, frustrated, feeling completely defeated talking to you on the phone in my living room. I asked you, "do you..." but I didn't really know how to finish my thought. You interjected and said, "what, miss you?" It sounded accusatory, almost that I was being ridiculous to suggest a thing (which I wasn't). And for that second when those words came out, I never realized how much I wanted that to be true; the idea that you would miss me. It caught me off guard and I felt so vulnerable that you didn't say "I miss you" but merely, "miss you?" and it would make me so flustered.