You would think that, after being able to be with Chuck for the last five days, I wouldn't care that I don't get to see him for two measly days. Big deal! When I have custody of my kids, we still spend a little time together - but it is kid-centered time. He doesn't sleep over. I miss him. I tell myself that it is silly to miss someone whom I see and talk to and touch as often as I do him.
Almost eight months since we started this relationship. Still no fights, no disappointment, no tension. I keep waiting for it. But it never comes. I think loving someone this much is scary. It makes my chest feel tight. I keep bracing myself for The Inevitable; but instead, we just glide along, happy.