I cried like the biggest baby my whole way home from work. The simple thought of his stomach, his arms, his face, his touch... I was screaming and crying, and I looked like a fool..
It was different this time though. I didn't cry because I miss him.. I cried because I'm GOING to miss him. I'm mourning the fact that he is gone. I am sending him my goodbyes. I have no choice but to walk away, and I'm crying like a little kid.
The pain is unreal... I have to do this. God, I'm going to miss him soo much......................
I HATE THIS.. I'M LOSING MY MIND. I HURT SO BAD. I'm sorry to be so wah wah wah... I just need support, or something... Assurance that this isn't a mistake...
