Thursday, December 9, 2010

Lost...in a million-acre catbox

So I recently moved halfway across the country to be closer to my best friend...I've actually not seen her since I moved but I have seen her sister about 4 times, haha.
Trying to get settled in here, but somehow feel restless...I don't feel like I'm thriving...more like barely surviving...and I feel so reclusive.
But I have stumbled upon an astounding realization...
Do you ever feel like you've left something important behind?  (I leave at least 1 very important thing behind every time I take a trip.)  Well, this time, it's not someTHING...it's someONE....
And I don't even think they have a clue...possibly they do...but they would be the only person that would even have an inkling that I feel that way...not an ex-lover, never had a relationship with them.
Ever since I left, I've found myself thinking of him every day...and falling back to a memory of the last time we saw each other and hung out...it's the only thing that makes me feel like I made a mistake by moving here...
And if he knew how I felt, what difference would it make?  He's there, I'm here...and neither one of us can uproot anytime soon...
Maybe I'm just misreading my own cues and am just lonely...but I think it's more than that...somehow, he brings a smile to my face every day, from thousands of miles away.
*Sigh*