the time spent

I'm drinking coffee thinking about how much I miss my man and how its hard to be away from him this long, again. It was completely different in the beginning of our relationship, when we were away from each other most of the time (how ever did we survive it?). Living in two different countries was a fact from the outset, we knew that, but it meant that we could get to know each other from talking on the phone or online, slowly. Taking our time, finding out if we could make it through that first honeymoon period, even make it last for months, and be together for the long run - that which is life. A year went past and we did make it - I think probably my man had a harder time adjusting than I. Often I block off my emotions, I keep them inside, I try to be tough - he would call it selfish, but it helped me get through long periods of separation. Now is an altogether different thing - I need to see him talk to him hold him kiss him sleep next to him. Its unnatural to be without him.