I miss you and I just want to hang on the phone and talk to you but I can't do that. It would be unfair and annoying and selfish of me. But I wish it was like the old days where I'd be the spoiled brat that annoys you before the day is over, demands your time and nags you.
I wanna tell you how my day was so boring and interesting and how I want to go home. I wanna rant to you and just complain because I have no one to complain to (and now literally no one anyway) but I can't because I made a choice. Sigh. I know things are different now as they are supposed to be but I can't help but miss you and long for your presence. However, my mind hasn't changed that this space is what I need. Let God take care of the rest of my story.
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