It's always sad taking someone to the airport. Even if it's just for a few days. I kind of hate seeing David leave... but he's going to see family and spend some time with them. It didn't hit me until yesterday that I actually have to take him and see him off. Then the thoughts came rolling back... back to when he first left for Connecticut. Sadness. *sighs* Will I ever get over these feelings? It's frustrating to always have to feel this way. A part of me thinks I won't ever see him again. This is just something I have to deal with... every time he leaves. I wish I could go with Dave when he travels... but no, I'm just "the girlfriend." Nothing special there...
Maybe later I will? I mean, he's met my whole family... parents, cousins and aunts. He hasn't met my brother, but he will be coming out to visit this November... so Dave will finally meet him. I would like to meet his family. I have to meet his family sometime... right? But when? O_O
The wait continues...
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