he's here.

After four months of frustration, waiting, facetime calls, arguements & make-ups over the internet, and texting as a main mode of communication, he's here.

We haven't done much - a dinner out alone, a movie with a friend, brunch with my parents - but it's all been so normal. We go right back to normal so quickly once we're together and it makes me feel like all of the time apart is some kind of weird dream. We always fall back into step, and because we talk so much every day, it's like we were together the whole time. It makes the waiting seem like it was so easy, but at the same time, the short few weeks that he's here will fly by and we'll be back to the waiting and we won't know what hit us.

I am savoring the rest of this summer with him.