For a month I knew what it was like to feel like a princess.
Now I don't know what to do, or say, or think. I am sitting here wondering why SG didn't call me all day yesterday. I called him and he was really sweet, but he didn't call me back like he said he would. I know the 17 times a day phone calls would not continue forever but to go from 17 to nothing is a huge jump that leaves me panicky. It's taking every ounce of willpower I have not to call him right now. I want to hear his voice. I want to know everything is ok. I miss him. I miss the laughter, and I miss feeling special. I miss hearing him laugh.
He says he is still coming next weekend. I am so scared that I will get the house all nice, clear my calendar to be with him, get all excited and then he is going to say he's not coming. I am so afraid of that happening that I can't hardly get excited about the visit.
He says he is still crazy about me and wants to be with me, so why do I feel like when I am looking at our star each night, I am looking at it alone?
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