I've never been so emotionally hurt like this, ever.
He was supposed to leave last Wednesday but my parents let him stay another week and honestly I was scared when they said it cause I knew I'd get even more attached to him and hurt worse when he left - and I was right.
I was crying all last night and all this morning- when we went to the airport and I was standing with him I stopped crying and started to calm down. But when we walked towards hit gate/the security point and I knew I couldn't go with him it stabbed me right in the chest and I started all over again. It was so hard to leave, and know that he still got to sit at my airport for another hour or so while I was at home. He just kept telling me to be strong and that we'll see each other again soon but it still hurts, you know?
He keeps saying that he'll pay for my ticket for me to go down there but I don't know if I will be allowed or if I could even handle being on a plane by myself for hours, all alone.
All I know is that this was the best and worst 2 weeks of my entire life.
And I was okay on the ride home but once I walking to my room remembering him being in here everytime- it made me cry again. And it's horrible because I can still smell him, and I just want this to be over with and be in Florida with him- that's all I want.
He was supposed to leave last Wednesday but my parents let him stay another week and honestly I was scared when they said it cause I knew I'd get even more attached to him and hurt worse when he left - and I was right.
I was crying all last night and all this morning- when we went to the airport and I was standing with him I stopped crying and started to calm down. But when we walked towards hit gate/the security point and I knew I couldn't go with him it stabbed me right in the chest and I started all over again. It was so hard to leave, and know that he still got to sit at my airport for another hour or so while I was at home. He just kept telling me to be strong and that we'll see each other again soon but it still hurts, you know?
He keeps saying that he'll pay for my ticket for me to go down there but I don't know if I will be allowed or if I could even handle being on a plane by myself for hours, all alone.
All I know is that this was the best and worst 2 weeks of my entire life.
And I was okay on the ride home but once I walking to my room remembering him being in here everytime- it made me cry again. And it's horrible because I can still smell him, and I just want this to be over with and be in Florida with him- that's all I want.
My SO and I started off as CD, so when it was time for us to separate, I bawled. Literally. Before then, I don't remember the last time I cried that hard. When he first left, it was hard for me to get things together because everywhere I went reminded me of him, of the things we had done together...I was able to picture us together in those places like we once had been, and that hurt. For a little while I cried myself to sleep and would cry on the phone when I talked to him. I'm sure you've gotten that I'm veeerryyy emotional. After a while though it got easier. I remembered I wasn't alone in my emotions. My tears stopped and I was able to talk to him on the phone without crying over the sound of his voice. Each day that goes by gets easier because even though its been x amount of days since you've seen him, you're x amount of days closer to seeing him again. 
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