Without Him

Things have been going surprisingly smooth over the last couple of days. I have only shed one tear, which is very shocking for me considering how emotional I tend to get. It sucks not having him around. My mood has been pretty good. I guess it's a good thing I started "letting go" awhile back, ya know?

It all comes at certain times. Like when I get off work, I want to call and hear his voice. I miss hearing him ask what my scenario is for the day. I miss us making plans to see each other. I miss being able to just text him when I ran into a snag with my plans or my day or whatever. I really do miss him.

Yesterday I ran into some of the girls from work at the Olive store. They were going to buy stitching supplies at a fabric store and since I'm on this new creativity kick where I want to stitch and sew and knit and all that jazz, I joined them. I ended up having a blast and only thinking of him in the best light. It's funny how all of my stories involve him. I didn't get sad at all last night with the girls. But this morning, I wanted so much to just call him and see how his weekend is going and talk about my plans for the present I'm buying.

For the most part I am okay. I just miss him. I know that all of this is happening for a reason. I plan to throw myself whole-heartedly into my music and my plans for my future. I'm not looking for love right now. Distractions are welcome, but only if they don't get complicated.