Attempting to Be Sans Michael

love.sick
adjective
in love, or missing the person one loves, so much so that one is unable to act normally


Derivatives: lovesickness, noun

I have a serious case of lovesickness. I sincerely hope it's not contagious. It's potent enough that we'd probably all be screwed.

Michael and I have been engaged since January 5th/8th/15th, depending on how you score it. I'd say the 5th. That's 2 months and 19 days.
Holy cow. Sorry, I just had a moment. That's a long time. Anyway...
Excruciatingly long days, and we have spent 26 of them together. That's less than 1/3.
And can I just say, I don't act normally anymore. Like.. I'm dying. Inside. A lot. I frequently cry when we say goodbye. "I miss you" has become my most frequent phrase, even dominating over "I love you" sometimes. I pour over pictures of him and I, and usually end up staring at them. Yes, I'm dying.
Yes. I love him.
But I really can't take this for much longer.
It's a good thing we're getting married in >2 months.
(No, I didn't figure those days by myself.)

PS: Isn't he so freaking adorable?! We Google Video chatted tonight. I loved it. I actually got to see him [sort of]. He bought his wedding band (YAY!) and I got to see it. I used my characteristic gestures to tell him hilarious stories. Yes! I think this will probably happen more often.

Attempting to be sans Michael, and failing happily.