
because this distance sucks, it kills me inside. I try to pretend for so long that I am strong and put a smile on my face but eventually it gets too much and I can’t hold it inside anymore. I need him close to me, now and all the time.. i NEED him with me everyday.. It’s so hard when he’s not around, you have no idea. He spent 2 and a half months here with me and its so damn difficult to look at this place and remember so many things, there are so many memories involving us in this place. Sometimes I look at my room door and just imagine he’s about to come in, that he simply went to the kitchen to get some juice.. but the truth is, he’s 5118 miles away and that is painful.