My heart aches now. Thinking that you will be leaving in a few hours. Realizing that last night was the last night that I will be spending with you this week. I know that this is not the end but I don’t know why I feel so depressed and lonely thinking about it. The last two weeks was a blast. Probably the two happiest weekends of my life. After nine years of being with you, I got so used to it that spending a day away from you is so hard. Your two weeks visit reminded me of how much time we spend together that I didn’t even want to step out of the room today and spend the rest of the few hours away from you. Just thinking that you will be leaving today, makes me cry and hope that you would just stay a bit longer.
The next three weeks will be the longest three weeks of my life again. I just have to survive these 3 coming weeks without you. My only wish right now is that you could just stay with me here. By my side. For good.
