I would say that I'm committed to my long distance dating. I hate it when I can't see him like his friends and their dates can. I hate the fact that when I'm upset I don't have him around to hold onto. You get my point. I won't see him for 3 months after this Saturday. It's goin' to be one long lonely summer for me 5000 miles away from him. But when the summer holiday's gone and I'm back in England and I see him again. It will feel so special. Ahh well. Y'all know what I mean. Hmm.. But then again.. That's just us.