Left Hanging

That is how i feel.

D and M.

Both conversations have come to a complete halt.
D, well, that doesn't bother me so much.
We hadn't talked long.
i have written him off.

But M.
We have talked every night.
Not missing a night.
A few hours conversation.
Not just about D/s/
Everything.
It was nice.
Beyond nice.
It felt good.

Then last night, i sent a remark, can't even tell you what it was.
No reply.
Nothing.
i am waiting online for him, even though i feel it that he's not coming back.
Ah well.

Concentration focused on ST.
Hope tomorrow goes well.
i need to relax, get beauty sleep.
Focus on the real world.
Not the world that goes on in the im box.

No matter how real and right that box of conversation felt.

My day

my day was...uneventful.
i caught up on laundry, cleaning i didn't do this weekend.
Something was missing. He was missing.
Not one email or phone call.
With no words from him, i don't like how i feel.
i don't like how i think.
i question.
i reevaluate.
i haven't heard from him since Friday.
i don't like how i feel, or what i am thinking.
Not one bit.