it is an awfully strange feeling. but I miss her. terribly miss. desperately. I can't explain it, but when she's in Moscow, it's quite ok, but as soon as she leaves, I can't find a place for myself. it looks like it's years and thousands of miles are between us. I can't stop writing smses, I can't stop thinking. it is as if she were my child probably. I'm worried in general about nothing exactly, but everything on the whole. and the feeling is getting stronger. probably coz I realize that she has started to feel the same. and it's not only that I see it myself, but she says it herself. I guess we are now the greatest trouble for the train-attendants, coz she doesn't want to get in the train and usually does it in the very last minute)) it has never been like that before. I feel that we are getting closer. which is why I 've started missing her like that...