On the 29th of May, I met my SO at a comic book/tv show/ manga/ film convention, which was hella freakin awesome. What ensued was two days of pure happiness, and then he left. Those were the two best days of my life. I remember on the first day when we accidentally went to different identical looking entrances to the convention center, and how I ran the entire length of it, and then turned the corner and there he was X.X
I have returned to said convention centre, and witnessed the place where we sat and admired each others presence for the first time, and I drove past the hotel we were staying in. But this time, on the 29th of May, exactly a year after I first/last saw him, I will be returning to the convention center and the spot that we met, as i am going to the convention with my friends. Again, its without him. But this time those magical moments are so much further in the past, even commemorated by a sort of 'anniversary' of the bleakest kind. So I genuinely think I will just break down and cry. Any advice?
I have returned to said convention centre, and witnessed the place where we sat and admired each others presence for the first time, and I drove past the hotel we were staying in. But this time, on the 29th of May, exactly a year after I first/last saw him, I will be returning to the convention center and the spot that we met, as i am going to the convention with my friends. Again, its without him. But this time those magical moments are so much further in the past, even commemorated by a sort of 'anniversary' of the bleakest kind. So I genuinely think I will just break down and cry. Any advice?
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