I have never been at all good at goodbyes. Today more than ever. We went to bed extra early, (10PM) as his flight leaves at 6AM. I've not slept a wink, despite taken a nitoll. Somehow my brain would not shut down and I know thats the last time I get to lie in his arms for some weeks now.
Airport goodbyes are even worse. All I have for comfort is that I will see him again next month and then when he returns in Spring. I missed him before so how will I cope now? All I know is the next week is gonna be hard. They say absense makes the heart grow fonder, I guess it has to be true.
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