Your kitchen is someplace you never go, because you "have people for that." There's a Chocolatessen, which is rapidly becoming your favorite room of the house. Having one is also becoming a trend among your wealthy neighbors. Your master bedroom is the size of a small barn, with carpet thick enough to reach your ankles. Your study has every language reference book ever written, including now-useless titles like Learn Javascript 2.0! and C++ Programming for Windows 95. (Why are you keeping those?) One of your garages holds your collection of ferraris, and is measured in acreage.
Your home also includes a guest wing and private quarters for your servants. Your guests enjoy your collection of every console and associated game ever made. Except the Intellivision -- those controllers drive them NUTS. Outside is your hedge maze and gardens, meticulously tended by a team of world-class botanists.
Okay, that was a really awkward way of saying it, I guess.
Part of me wants this to be easier, because, god, it fucking hurts to be so far away. And part of me doesn't want it to be easier because, I don't know...I'm afraid of not feeling this, maybe? As long as it hurts, it's real.
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likesthecoat) wrote2007-09-27 04:12 pm
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Have I sent you this song? Wake Up (http://www.box.net/shared/b61be06cb1) by Coheed and Cambria. It feels . . . relevant today.
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You hadn't. It's beautiful.
God, Ianto, I love you.
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I love you too, sweetheart. I'm glad you like it.
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Is it getting easier for you?
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Is what getting easier? Living without you?
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Yeah.
I feel like...I don't know...like we should be used to this.
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Missing you has gone from a sharp pain to a dull ache, but it still hurts.
Is that what you mean?
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I'm not sure what I mean. I guess that's it.
My brain keeps telling me that everything gets easier with time. And I can't decide if I want this to or not.
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I'm not sure what you're trying to tell me, Lorne.
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Okay, that was a really awkward way of saying it, I guess.
Part of me wants this to be easier, because, god, it fucking hurts to be so far away. And part of me doesn't want it to be easier because, I don't know...I'm afraid of not feeling this, maybe? As long as it hurts, it's real.
I'm not making any sense here. I'm sorry, babe.
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No, it makes sense.
Sometimes I think if it stops hurting it's time for either another visit or we need to talk about the state of our relationship.
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That's kind of sad, isn't it? That if we're not hurting there's something wrong.
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If we don't miss each other, there's something wrong.
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That's a much better way to say it.
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It's a thought I've had more than once.
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I suppose it would be a good thing to tell yourself. I'll have to try that.
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By the way, I miss you very much.
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Oh good. I miss you too.
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And I love you with all my heart.
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I love you too, babe. With all my heart.
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Are we okay? Because that felt a bit like a crisis, there.
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We're okay.
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Good.
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Dork.
*kisses*
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Geek.
*snuggles up*
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