Tonight is the last night with my friend here in California, and I want to gripe about some things that won't be the same without her here.
I won't have anyone to talk to. Although there were times when she annoyed the snot out of me, she was good to talk to. I was always able to share with her, unlike my family. Even though she has a strong draw towards my family in general, it still meant that I could chat her up throughout most of the day.
I no longer have anyone to share my experiences with. This also equates that I have no one to show off to. There's so much to see and do here, and we barely scratched the surface while she was visiting. There's going to be so much that happens between now and her next visit when I'll tell myself, "Monica would have enjoyed that."
And finally...
...my bed isn't going to feel the same without her. As I mentioned the other day, it's just nice to have someone there. Inevitably, there are some nights when you wake to find her cuddling next to you, her hand on your back; or you wake and find your arm around her waist. It never means anything, other than you're cold, and the other person is generating heat you can feel; but it shows a familiarty you two share being friends.
I just wish she would have warned me before she stuck one of her cold hands down the back of my shorts.
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