The time goes by too slow when you're actually waiting for a goddamn important call.
In those moment I really believe that time is relative.
It's not like I don't usually believe it, but when I'm in this kind of situation it hits me hard.
Seconds become hours when you sit tight and watch them move.
They just don't move. At all.
Yesterday was the most normal day I've had in a very long time, and I've spent it with Andrew of course.
It was a Thursday so we basically didn't see each other all day, except for the lunch break.
Our every day rendezvous for the past year and a half.
Andrew was excited all day long I could tell, he's back to his bright smiley face that I used to see for forever and his positive energy that makes me feel nauseous and annoyed. But honestly, it made me happy yesterday when I saw him happy.
