Missing

The days drag/go/ fly by this summer. Corey has been on river trips most of the summer.. lasting 4-10 days, then home on weekends. It's hard. I miss him. The boys miss him. The girl talks most..to him. I tell people that the time away helps us to fall in love all over again. Time apart. But also, I'm lonely. I don't like it half of the time.
Some people are really good at "doing". Being independent. But me. I haven't figured myself out yet. Most of the time, I'm just bummed. Corey is my best friend and when he is away from me, I feel kinda lost. I watched The Notebook the other night and bawled my innards out. The pure passion/love. For it all. For my Corey. For my Corey. I love him. I miss.