Whining

I’m in a long-distance relationship at the moment. To make a long story short, I met someone while on vacation last summer, and after a while of not being able to forget about him, I decided maybe he was more than a summer fling. After much back and forth, we agreed to meet again, he broke up with his girlfriend (which he got after we had met, just so you don’t think he was cheating on anyone) and I bought a plane ticket. I adore him. I’m not going to get mushy and talk about how wonderful he is or why he feels so right. Who wants to hear about that anyway?

What I will mention though is how hard the long-distance thing can be. We talk every day, usually both online and on the phone, but I still miss him so much that it aches sometimes. The time difference makes it hard too. Usually by the time he gets home from work it’s around midnight here, which means I’m not sleeping all that much. And of course I get insecure sometimes. I admit it, I get scared. Mainly scared of losing him, because who’s to say that he’s not going to meet someone else who lives closer. There’s also the issue of the ex-girlfriend of course. She still loves him, and I can’t blame her. They have friends in common and I worry about her somehow winning him back. Luckily I don’t feel like that all the time.

I trust him. I don’t think he’ll go behind my back and do something foolish. Ultimately I think the hard times are worth it. At least for now. Of course I realise that if this is actually going to work out in some way, then eventually I’m going to have to jump the pond, but at the moment I’m trying not to think about anything further than the next couple of trips we have planned. I can’t wait to show him Paris!