it's a wasteland now

i spend most of my time talking to a friend of mine, and i can't help but envy him and his new girlfriend. i want someone to get ice cream with, someone to go out with on random tuesday nights, and someone who's willing enough to drive across town just to say "hi".
it's nice, whave i have--- but it doesn't make me as happy as i want. i don't see him - ever, and that's not even close to a lie. we talk once a month if i'm lucky. he never calls back when he says. and seriously half the time i wish i had someone here. don't get me wrong, i wish he were with me all the time, but one can only take so much of "i promise i'll be there."
bah, i'm sad and pathetic.