Long Time

Natasha,

It seems like a long time since I've written you a serious love letter.  Things have been a little hectic with some turmoil thrown in, but the end is in sight.

I am more than a little psyched today.  Why?  Here's a list: 
a) my girlfriend is one day closer to being back in communication
b) wife (and her attendant melodrama) are gone for 8 days
c) weather is great today, sky is clear, Luna was beautiful last night
d) I just discovered another sub-category on Craig's List that has hundreds of listings per day for rooms/basements to rent...the category I had been looking at only had only a dozen or so.  It'll be super way easy to find a place when I get back in Aug.

I am really missing you bad today...I was doing pretty good with the whole patience thing the first couple days you were gone, but it's been getting harder and harder.  I just want to daydream about you all the time.  And the more I think about you, the more I want you, the more I miss you, etc.  Sometimes I feel like I'm going to explode.  I'm pretty sure you know the drill.  Of course I miss being with you, but I also really miss talking with you on the phone...what a great invention.  Especially for lovers who are so far away.

I just want to spend some time with you lover.  I miss seeing you...your wild long hair, your fiery brown eyes, your wicked little smile.  I miss hearing you laugh.  I miss you giving me shit in person.  I miss making goo-goo eyes at you.  I miss watching you move.  I miss all your wonderful parts...you know...those one or two places that are my favorites.  :)  I want to touch you, feel you, rub you, caress you, kiss you, taste you.  I want to soak you up.  I want us to get reaquainted.  I want us to make sweet love to each other.  I feel like we've shared many wonderful things but that we have so much more to discover. 

I want to travel with you but right now I really don't care where we go because most of all I just want to be with you.  I am so happy we found each other at such a remote corner of the universe.  I am mostly happy all the time but I'm especially happy when I think of you and the possibilities of spending time with you as a friend and (hopefully someday) neighbor.  I feel a connection with you Natasha.  I've never felt anything quite like this before and I love it. 

I love your brain power.  I love your personality.  I love you...just the basic you...and I want you to have to act or pretend or do anything you don't want to do...I just want us to be ourselves and enjoy life.  I'm proud of who you are and what you do.  I can't wait to see you again and tell you and show you in person just how beautiful, intelligent, sexy and special you are to me.  I miss my girlfriend.

Boris

PS. Just 20 more days til June 3rd.  I'm hoping that can still happen for us.  It will be like heaven to be in your arms and have your tongue down my throat again.   

Comments

[Natasha Badanoff]

It is really interesting to natasha what a difference one month can make in the course of "true love"
What happened? A motorcycle ride after coming to see me and you are able to tell me goodbye. Boris, there will be no drama for me, but if you could just tell me what happened, that you don't love me, why neighbors that seemed like your main attraction to me can now not be tolerated by you. What made you change your mind on everything in just a few short days since you seemed so happy and looking forward to us as neighbors. Why? That is all I want to know. I won't bother you, but if I ever deserved anything in my life, I deserve to know the answer to this. And no holds barred. Be truthful and honest with me and yourself. I think back on the things you said (for a small sample, see your writing here on interestingly enough "the neighbors" site) and tell me what happened. I think it is only fair. I have always been honest and straight froward with you, even when it hurt to the core of my being. Of course, you could just ignore me if it makes you feel better. But it isn't quite fair to me. Or even you, if you are going to gain any insight to your situation. On the other hand, if what you said this morning in your Dear John letter was true...about making your marriage work (after you were so sure it was just a compromise)you should just tell me to fuck off.
I don't want you. I just want to feel like I gained something, some kind of growth from this experience, and only an explaination, painful or not would help and be a gift to me.