It's been one month and a week since I last saw her, one month and two weeks since I last talked to her.
Not feeling desparate to do anything like call/see/text/write/email her, but it rattles the nerves a bit. Makes me wonder if the difference in us being together and us being apart now was the mistakes made during the break up over a month period (showering with attention for the first week, pleading once, writing twice, telling her how I felt and that I was still in love).
After a weekend of just fooling around, being alone as your life comes back to the weekly routine on Sundays are just tough for me.
Waking up next to a beautiful girl,
Step outside and say hello to my beautiful world.