Yeah, we've got it bad

The holiday season is drawing to a close - only a couple more hours remains before the work week begins yet again. I have had a wonderful holiday with Mr. C. We have spent almost every waking hour together and I still yearn to be with him.

We had a moment while sitting on the couch side-by-side (our now normal position) where we both admitted that we dislike being apart. I'm not talking about being gone for a weekend, or a day...I'm talking about a couple of hours in another room in the house. When I am apart from him...it is as if a part of me is 'missing'. Okay, I know that sounds so cliché but it is our truth.

So what do we do about it? According to Mr. C this is not abnormal, but according to my life, this is very abnormal. In my previous 'relationships' I couldn't wait to be alone, for the other person to be in another room, house, town, or county for that matter.

So here I am dreading Monday, not really knowing how my heart will survive. I know it will, but it won't feel good. I have to concentrate on work so that time will pass quickly, otherwise I will be watching the minutes slowly passing as if in slow motion. If I'm busy, then the day will fly by and I will be home again, in the arms of the man I absolutely adore.

Sad isn't it...to be in love? Ever been so happy you cry - your heart is so full that it spills over and comes out your eyes as tears of joy? Your eyes lock and there is a look that only the two of you know what is being said in the silence? Held hands for so long that your fingers are cramped from hanging on? Are intertwined in bed at night - uncomfortably so, but never move for fear that the other might move away?

Yeah I think we have it pretty bad...and I don't want a cure.