If you miss someone, does it mean you love them? And would I be biased in thinking the answer is yes?
I feel I have seen so little of him recently. Which I guess is the truth: this week we have only seen each other once – on Wednesday – and for only thirty minutes. And to think the previous weeks I had spent a whole night at his place, and the week before we had spent the whole week-end together! We go from spending a lot of time together to barely seeing each other. It’s frustrating. But it’s just because we are busy.
And ok, the other reason is, his long-distance girlfriend is visiting him. I obviously have no right to say on this blog what he has told me about the situation so far. Only one thing: it’s probably one the reasons I’ve seen so little of him recently.
Unfortunately we are both pretty busy this week. He has a gig tomorrow night which I would love to go to but unfortunately it is some one hour drive away, and I have to study for exams and prepare for my harp recital. Sunday it is his neighbour’s daughter’s party or something like that and he’s invited … so we both have plans 😦
But hopefully next week we’ll be able to see more of each other. For a start, his girlfriend will be gone by Friday, and secondly my recital will be over. Therefore we will have plenty of time to make music together, to arrange and rehearse because guess what: we’ve got a few gigs coming up! 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 I AM SO BLOODY EXCITED!!
We’ve got one on the 20th of November … we’ll only play 1 piece but it’s still important. Another one on the 29th of November, playing background music for an outdoors party. The most important gig is probably the concert we’re putting on together, which will be on the 5th of December. But we are also going to be going busking together because my new lever harp has just arrived!
So having all these plans make me really excited at the idea of seeing him! I feel like neither of us can really wait until we can start rehearsing. But, I sort of went completely off track. He has said he misses me, as well as my family. Aw, that’s so sweet. But yeah, does it mean he loves me? And he loves my family? Well ok, he has told me he loves my family, but he’s never said he loves me! What am I supposed to make of that?
Back to life’s greatest mystery … how do you even know when you love someone? And also, how do you know when someone loves you? Hm. I guess it would be something they do which really shows they’ve gone out of their way for you. If that’s what I’m going by then I don’t think he loves me just yet … I don’t know! What do people think???
Sorry this post is all over the place but that’s how my thoughts naturally occur, lol. My brain does not think in essay format.