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Previous - this entry written on May 04, 2003 at 7:41 am - Next Ok, it's Sunday, and Caleb is leaving... right now he's upstairs packing and I'm downstairs on the computer... this feels rather deja-vu just now. Talking with Torian at 7-ish in the morning, waiting for Caleb before we head out, knowing that most of my friends in this timezone are napping or sleeping or being scarily productive... but HERE. Makes me wish all of them were here, really. I can't help wondering what it would be like if all of my boys were here. It's a sunday morning, and I have "Bloodsport" and "The Archer" playing soft in the background, Tiamamt and Techno, violent music, complicated sound, because I'm praying for distraction here, so I don't have to think about him. Don't have to remember he's leaving. Now. Hurts too much to hold that thought long. Falling in love with him all over again, we've been distant for so long that everything he does, everything he says, it's like hearing it for the first time. I love him. *clings to her Caleb*
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