The Problem with Head over Heels is that You can't See Where You're Going

I guess one could say that I have had a great day. I met up with Blair for lunch. We walked around Park Slope and I found a sweet free book. I wish I didn't like him so much. He told me today that his long-distance gf is coming to the states for a few weeks to do some lectures. She did a great deal of studies on feminism in porn and related her works to Goffman and Derrida along with some other great social thinkers. She is a sociologist as well. She sounds awesome, from what I know of her. I am scared that no matter how hard I fall for Blair, I will always be the other woman. They have a history together. I have a mere month, if that. It is just so rare that I meet someone who I am compatible with. I am terrified of getting hurt. We exchanged mix CD's today. Even though we aren't serious, or anything really, it still hurts to know that she will be sharing his bed instead of me. He said he would be able to sneak away to spend time with me, but we won't be able to cuddle and stuff. I just don't know what to think, all I know is that I want to spend time with him increasingly as I spend time with him. Ugh. This hurts.