Better Left Unspoken

I’m going to get going before I fall asleep on you. Seriously, I’d love to. Can I just curl up in your lap? Can you just let me put my head on your shoulder? How about just stay near me while I sleep?

It’s been a long day. Will you ask me what’s the matter? If you do, could I tell you that it’s killing me that you don’t know how much I love you?

Have fun. Without me. Tell me you don’t want me to leave. Tell me you’ll go back to being bored and lonely. Tell me you wish I’d come back down there again.

Good night. Honey. Sleep well. I love you.

Uh Oh…

I left Jack a message saying that I was sorry for biting his head off the other night. I haven’t heard a peep from him since then. He’s either really really busy or really really avoiding me. I hope he’s busy.

Beginning where?

Eliza and I are “doing lunch” in a couple of days. I know she wants to know about Jack. I’ve spent the entire last week trying to justify my feelings and get the whole situation into words, but… how do I start???

Later.

For Some Awful Reason

I find myself waiting anxiously for Jack to sign on. I just want to talk about… who knows?