Thankful

It's weird how the idea of him going to Chicago for the weekend scares me. It's like I miss him before he's gone. Like I can't stand to be away from him. Apparently I was so tired last night that I fell asleep and wouldn't cuddle with him. He asked me about it, and I honestly just was so tired that I don't know why I did that. He let me sleep, being the best guy he is. He even left to get stuff for the store.
The idea of me sleeping at home in my own bed is a little scary. I mean, I love having all of my things, but it's nothing like being with the person who always says something for me to laugh at. The person who, when he's sleepy, will put his arms around me and lay his head on my chest as though that's the most comfortable place in the world.
I know, I know... I sound like I'm getting too attached again. I'm doing my best to be strong. I don't want D to think I'm crazy. But then again, when I told him my ex texted me and asked me to have lunch with him (I said no), D asked if he needed to lay the smack down on this guy. I don't know about you, but that means a lot to me. Though I think he was half kidding, I appreciate D's thought behind that.
Not much else to say. I'm just thankful for having him in my life right now. I couldn't ask for anything more.