All alone on a Sunday night

Sometimes, I feel that it isn’t fair. Other girls, my classmates, the ones in long-term relationships. The ones in serious relationships. Their boyfriends, fiancees, and husbands moved to the area with them when they started vet school. Others were already here. Others are no more than an hour away. They get to see them everyday. If not, at least every weekend.

I go weeks without seeing Dustin and it makes me sad. I want him here with me, making me happy like he did all throughout my Spring Break.

I know better than to feel sorry for myself, though.

I just felt like writing.

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