This weekend was almost perfect... almost tho. I got to see him, and that was perfect. Last night was perfect, short, but perfect. It didnt get any easier saying goodbye to him tho.. it got harder...I wanted to run after him and tell him how I feel, its the last time I'll see him for another 2 1/2 months... and it rips me apart everytime..but I wont give up on him. ever. I cant. It sucks tho.. alot. I defend him to everyone who talks shit, and yet, I dont even think I'm that big of a deal in his life tho... altho, thats ok. kind of. I think. Idk. Im confused. but I do know that I love him, and I want him to be happy.....
god, im pathetic.