Home At Last

Just got back from a two week stay in St-Charles.

Missing Derrick a lot.

Haven't talked to him since they dropped me off yesterday.

If he doesn't call or go on this week, I know why.

His favourite cousin is in town.

His cousin Izzy.

Who lives in Pensylvania (excuse the spelling).

So when they come down for the family reunion...

Derrick stays with them at their cabin.

Where I don't think they have a phone.

Or Internet.

And I don't blame him for not calling me.

If he ever calls me again.

But he will.

I keep telling him that if he doesn't want me around anymore....

He just has to say so and I'll leave him alone.

But he just keeps loving me and wants me around.

And I realized something over the last two weeks...

Now, more than ever...

I don't think I can let him go.

He's becoming too much a part of my life.

And I'm completely in love with him.

But anyways.

I'm calling tomorrow to see if he's gone to stay with his cousins.

Or if his mom just thought he needed a break from me for a bit.

I'm thinking the first option.

Because he'd probably try and call me once she was in bed.

But either way, I know he has good reason not to call.

But I really miss him already.

And I miss the sound of his voice.

I love you, Derrick.