I'm just really feeling especially sad today as it's the first without him. I just spent the best week of my life with my love and now I'm home...alone.
I really shouldn't be too upset seeing as how the next time we see each other we'll be getting married. Tim has his visa interview on the 17th so we'll really know our fate then. But as much as I'm trying to stay positive, there's a cloud over it all...I don't want to get my hopes up.
It was so much harder saying goodbye this time around...so much harder. He stayed at the airport with me until absolutely the last minute...we had breakfast together and never let each other go. But then the time inevitably came. He wrapped me in his arms and I couldn't stop crying. That happened twice. Then I composed myself a bit...told each other we were going to be fine. At the most it will be 4 months 'til we see each other again - and close the distance. Even with that, when I let go of his hand and saw his teary eyes I felt my heart was being ripped from my chest. It was the most painful feeling letting go. And I couldn't look back. I couldn't even properly say I loved him...it was torture. I cried the 9 hours home. I'm crying now...
I just had to air my feelings to people who truly understand the kind of pain we go through. How do you get over the post-visit blues?
I really shouldn't be too upset seeing as how the next time we see each other we'll be getting married. Tim has his visa interview on the 17th so we'll really know our fate then. But as much as I'm trying to stay positive, there's a cloud over it all...I don't want to get my hopes up.
It was so much harder saying goodbye this time around...so much harder. He stayed at the airport with me until absolutely the last minute...we had breakfast together and never let each other go. But then the time inevitably came. He wrapped me in his arms and I couldn't stop crying. That happened twice. Then I composed myself a bit...told each other we were going to be fine. At the most it will be 4 months 'til we see each other again - and close the distance. Even with that, when I let go of his hand and saw his teary eyes I felt my heart was being ripped from my chest. It was the most painful feeling letting go. And I couldn't look back. I couldn't even properly say I loved him...it was torture. I cried the 9 hours home. I'm crying now...
I just had to air my feelings to people who truly understand the kind of pain we go through. How do you get over the post-visit blues?
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