We shut the blinds and made love till the sunrise

Saying goodbye is something that takes control of me and leaves me feeling very empty. I Skyped with Vincent for over two hours last night. I didn't want to let him go to sleep, and I feel quite bad about that now. He said he was tired since he got home and planned on going to bed earlier. I went to bed after midnight--so it was only 9 p.m. his time. I want to sleep next to him in his bed and kiss him until my lips hurt. I want to hold his hand and feel his skin next to mine. I've said this all before, but it became very prominent to me last night. I miss the summertime. I'm happy that we met during the summer. We spent every night talking on the phone until crazy hours of the morning. I remember once we started talking at, probably 11 to midnight and we didn't hang up until 5 in the morning.

He thinks that he's become boring to me since I fall asleep on Skype every night. And honestly, it's because of the daylight savings time. When it's 9 P.M., my body still thinks that it's 10 P.M. which causes me to want to sleep earlier. He could never bore me. I love him so much. Vincent is probably the best thing to me. I know that I'm only 17, but things have been mediocre at best over that time period. Nothing extremely extraordinary has ever really happened to me until he came along. Well, his love is extraordinary. And he's quite the amazing guy, I have to say that. He deserves so much that I hope I can give him.