10:34
It's been a while, but that's because I live an uneventful life.
Justin and I made two months yesterday. I was hoping I'd get to see him, but a "hurricane" came through and was supposed to bring bad rain. Turns out, it barely rained at all. I haven't seen him in a week. He told me he was coming over today. He said he set his alarm for 08:30, that was he'd get here early and have all day with me. Well, now it's two hours after the time he was supposed to wake up, and he's still in bed.
I understand that he has troubles getting good sleep. But, I get my hopes up easily. You told me you were waking up early to come see me, then that's what I expected. I didn't expect to be laying in my bathtub at 10:30, relaxing before I start my period later today. I thought I'd be cuddling with you by now. I'd much rather you be here sleeping in MY bed, in MY arms.
You tell me you need to see me. You need to give me love because "it's been so long" (a week). Well, if you were DYING to see me again, guess where you'd be right now? No matter what time it was?
Whatever. He'll wake up whenever and be pissed at himself. That's my revenge.
Update later?
22:04
He came over. Apologized. That's about it.
