The take over

For some time I have gotten used to the idea of having a new family. Mainly because I got a new boyfriend a few months ago and I usually end up spending most of my time with him, his roommates, and his friends. They are all such great guys, I like them all a lot. While it was just me as the only girl I definitely felt a bit lonely at times. Mostly because of the language barrier though. We had been on a the "hunt" to find a girl for his roommate. One night we came across I nice girl I know, and he had met before. He seemed to like her, so I decided to hang out with her and see how she was. She was super nice, and we talked a whole bunch. So I decided to invite her over to their house while the guys were over. She was a bit shy at first with them, but after my boyfriend left to his home country for the month she got used to the two guys who were left at the house. Now it hasn't even been a week and I am already certainly feeling the difference. Funny enough, I thought having another girl around would be a good thing, were I wouldn't feel so alone.. And maybe we could have our insiders between the girls, just like the guys have. I was very wrong... She knows their language, so I'm yet again completely left out of the loop... And since she has gotten so cozy with and is now dating my bf's roommate, I am yet again feeling lonelier than ever, and have started questioning why I even stick around. I mean, my boyfriend is not here for a whole month... And even though his friends are my friends too, they aren't really ... as much as I would like... It's just one of those times where I am re-evaluating my place within the circle of people I am in. And considering finding some other things to keep me pre-occupied until my boyfriend finally comes home to me... I seriously can't wait to see him again. I find myself looking at the pictures I have of him almost everyday.. And I am even more determined now to learn his language than ever, so maybe I will have a chance one day of being involved and understanding things he may think are funny.
How I miss his smile, the way he looks into my eyes and his eyes sparkle, the way he makes me laugh, and how he plays and is goofy... I care about him so very much, and I truly have been blessed to have him in my life.. I can only hope I can do what I can to make something this good last for a long time if not forever. Every moment spent with him will be far from regret in my eyes, and if it ends I will look back and smile because of how great he made me feel while we were together.