So little time

It's been our routine for a long time that B and I would talk at the end of the day. Obviously we used to talk a lot - when we had the phones, we'd talk all her drive home, and that was after we'd talked who knows how long at the office, after everyone else left.

I don't know if I'm going to be able to adapt to this. We get so little time now. So little precious time.

We had a short talk this morning and another short one at lunch. I'd sent her a package with a gift I got for her when I was away. She picked it up and we were going to open it and talk about it together, after work.

Someone was in her office. Fucking figures. She couldn't call me till almost 6. Of course, bf was on his way there for some errand or other, so not only did we not get to open the package together, we only got about 7 minutes to talk.

Fuck. I miss her so much.

Plus she described what she was wearing today - another long time ritual of ours. (Pants, tight tailored jacket, bodysuit, heels. Fuck I would give anything to see her in that. In anything for that matter.) I felt like my entire world was coming crashing down on me. No time. No time. No time. I just want to hear her voice, know that she's spending time with me, that she wants to spend time with me.

I'm not going to make it. Not having her is too hard.

She did say she liked my gift though, that it made her smile. At least I was able to touch her a little bit.

I miss you B.

God I miss you.