He’s not my knight in shining armor. He’s not going to run to me if I end up breaking up my family. He’s not even sure how he find a way to spend time with me. Something about him makes me happy and freaking horny.
Yesterday I had a great time. My fiancé had an oppertunity to make money in the city and took off early in the day. I took the day off of work. The boys and I went out to the park, to lunch, to the library, to the dentist (they really liked the dentist) and back home for naps.
After I got them down I tried to make contact with Tom. I sent a few texts nothing out of the ordinary. He tried to send me a picture (remember he’s growing a beard and giving me beard updates) and it wasn’t sending. He also had gotten off work and got home before I could get free. At home he was no longer alone so we couldn’t talk.
I sent him a note that maybe I’ll get a nice surprise later with his picture. He sends “Are you OK?” Then right after, “You sound somber.” I kept it vague. How can you explain in text what’s weighing on my mind? He then sent me a series of responses that had me laughing out loud.
I can’t wait to talk to him again. Last time we spoke I had to leave the conversation too quick while he was venting about the frustrations in his life. Work trumped my phone time. I felt bad and he understood. He texted me after we hung up how much he loves me and that my voice was still ringing in his ears. I think no matter what happens we will be friends. We’ve shared with eachother things we don’t share with others. There is a bond between us that I’ve shared with very few people.
Anastasia013 
Exactly how I feel. Constantly.
It’s a strange combo of wonderful and painful
wonderful and painful,
ecstatic and sad,
lost and found,
hopeless and hopeful,
encouraged and doubtful,
every single emotion, to the highest and lowest extremes.
Yep, it’s a whole new ball game with this type of relationship.
That connection is very special…
I think so too, thank you
Oh my goodness… I feel like we live in parallel universes! You say what I feel! Your first paragraph hits it head on! I only wish we had the opportunities to speak like you do.
I’m talking to him less and less. It’s sad. You had recently posted absence doesn’t make you heart grow fonder (I’m pretty sure it was you ) and I’m starting to feel that way. Something about the lowered contact makes me doubt our connection. Then I get him on the phone and it all rushes back.
Thank you
You need that bond at home!
Yes to notice, then care and make an effort to cheer me up. I would be such a happy girl.