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Today I miss him like 1989*!
Yep, I miss him like there are no cell phones with video chat and cameras.
Yep, I miss him like Al Gore never accidentally tripped on the information highway. I miss him like W never pluralized the internet and Paris Hilton was a just a hotel in France!
I miss him like cool cups once school gets underway. I MISS HIM!! I miss him like long distance ain’t free. I miss him like high school, when you had to write and wait and wait and write and then SEE. You know when you had to anticipate a summer visit or the back to school reunion.
Did I mention I love him like a fat kid loves cake!?!
I miss him like I don’t have two nickels to rub together and the only thing I own is my name. I miss him like I use to miss folks before we made it so hard to miss someone, you know before when we usta let the absence grow our hearts fonder.
I miss it all…his touch…his smell…his taste…HIM. The safety he brings the danger he invites. I miss him.
For real the last time I MISSED someone was when I was dating my ex-husband, but even then it wasn’t like this. This was like when I missed my ex-bf in college. Well no tears this time. I remember I missed him SO much over winter breaks, but not as much as he missed me.
We were on a break. *lol* If I told you the wonderfully colorful story that lead to our relationship, you would both laugh and chide me at the same time. Anyway he missed me so much he told me that we could not longer not be together. Never knew what he had until …he missed me. I wasn’t gone but absent.
Today I am strangely reminded of that need I had back then and the one I have now. The one to be near…to touch… and to hold. Ma Bell ain’t figured out them senses yet.
I miss him I want to see, hear, feel, taste, and touch him. I want to feel the sun beat my face as he grabs my waist from behind. I want to love in the present tense while in his presence.
I know I will…it’s just not time yet…so fonder my heart grows, because he surely is absent from me right now.
Let the countdown begin!
5 more weeks to go….
Be EZ,
OG
*I was 16 in '89 just for the record!!
Yep, I miss him like there are no cell phones with video chat and cameras.
Yep, I miss him like Al Gore never accidentally tripped on the information highway. I miss him like W never pluralized the internet and Paris Hilton was a just a hotel in France!
I miss him like cool cups once school gets underway. I MISS HIM!! I miss him like long distance ain’t free. I miss him like high school, when you had to write and wait and wait and write and then SEE. You know when you had to anticipate a summer visit or the back to school reunion.
Did I mention I love him like a fat kid loves cake!?!
I miss him like I don’t have two nickels to rub together and the only thing I own is my name. I miss him like I use to miss folks before we made it so hard to miss someone, you know before when we usta let the absence grow our hearts fonder.
I miss it all…his touch…his smell…his taste…HIM. The safety he brings the danger he invites. I miss him.
For real the last time I MISSED someone was when I was dating my ex-husband, but even then it wasn’t like this. This was like when I missed my ex-bf in college. Well no tears this time. I remember I missed him SO much over winter breaks, but not as much as he missed me.
We were on a break. *lol* If I told you the wonderfully colorful story that lead to our relationship, you would both laugh and chide me at the same time. Anyway he missed me so much he told me that we could not longer not be together. Never knew what he had until …he missed me. I wasn’t gone but absent.
Today I am strangely reminded of that need I had back then and the one I have now. The one to be near…to touch… and to hold. Ma Bell ain’t figured out them senses yet.
I miss him I want to see, hear, feel, taste, and touch him. I want to feel the sun beat my face as he grabs my waist from behind. I want to love in the present tense while in his presence.
I know I will…it’s just not time yet…so fonder my heart grows, because he surely is absent from me right now.
Let the countdown begin!
5 more weeks to go….
Be EZ,
OG
*I was 16 in '89 just for the record!!
Comments
T.
Hmmmmm....sounds like an engagement announcement may be coming up before Christmas??
I need to keep reading this blog!!
(grins)
This is getting better than that tv series "Dallas"!
Lisa
31...We seem like peers at times, but I guess I could be your young
Uncle- LMAO....lololol... I loved this post..Now that's The O.G. I was waiting for...Poetic and jazzy at the same time...I'm going to have a Mojito and rad this again while listening to Amy Winehouse.
How's that? In your Honor of course.
Sorry.
pure poetry, OG
i love your blog
long live the internets.
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visiting my boo who i miss like now and laters and a sour pickle on a sunday afternoon.....
Isn't it great to have someone to miss? Especially knowing that they miss you back!