My stomach hurts. And my head. I have separation anxiety. I'll see him again in a few days, it shouldn't be a big deal. Maybe having a relationship with someone in America made all long distance relationships feel like horror.
I couldn't go with him to the train. I've been acting nuts all day today. Whiny and restless and touchy.
My bed still feels warm from his body but it's so empty now. Everthing feels strange and boring. He's so much fun and so smart and good. He's so kind and loving. He's wise and calm. When I cry for no reason he holds me. When I act like an idiot he forgives me.
I love him. I don't want to be apart from him.