I feel so torn today...
Andy came down to visit, the 1st time we've seen each other in a month, since I moved here.. butI only feel let down, deflated, like I wasted the weekend doing nothing... and thats not right, is it? :(
and it's not like I didnt enjoy him being here, I did, more than anything else this weekend, having him here was fantastic...
but I think I over romanticise what being with him is, means. not without reason tho, cos we do have moments when everything's just... perfect... there's no other word for it, everything just fits and falls wonderfully into place.
It's just then other times, something feels like it's jarring, things arent quite right. For the most part tho, we can do the whole curlingup together in quiet companionship thing really well. We fell into this comfort zone really early on, and it's always been like we've been together forever already.

I've lost my train of thougth now...