never leave

It's been eight days since my guy left me for Hawaii. I've never felt so pathetic.  

When he called me after four days of not talking to each other at all, I kept telling him how he had to come home. Hearing his voice made me go crazy and now I can't stop thinking about it. His little brother even got to talk to me, and told me that if I wasn't at the air port when they got there that he would bawl the whole way home. I love his family, and it's weird living in this town without them here. It's almost as if my other half has left me.

Friday morning, I will be at the air port in Little Rock at 8, waiting for my love to step off the plane and stay with me for good. And I apologize for all the posts you've had to endure about him, it's just a little hard to keep something I miss so much off my blog. 

As long as I have a say in things, he will never leave me again.