This weekend has been especially hard, and I miss him a LOT, for no particular reason. Friday it was all I could do not to make a booty call, and today, all I want to do in the whole world is cuddle with him on the couch and watch Law & Order. Why should a simple desire be so damn complicated? Today is just another one of those days, the first in a while, where the tears haven't flown yet, but I can feel them waiting for something to push me over the edge. I want to call him so bad. We've seen each other ~once a week since I moved out, and I've been totally cool during those times, so I really think calling him now would be a very bad idea, but I know how awesome a hug from him would make me feel, if only momentarily. 
retroactivwe:
Gah. No advice, I'm afraid. Hugs anyway.