So my boyfriend came to visit and left about an hour and a half ago. I feel almost like he was never actually here…I hadn’t seen him in about four months and he was here for a bit more than 24 hours and I don’t know when I’ll see him next. It’s really hard, actually. I know we’re both just teens or whatever, but it still hurts and it still makes me mad. Gah. Well, now he has his truck with him, that should help things a bit. Maybe. He doesn’t have a lot of free time…
I feel like I should write more about what the visit was but I’m too sad, I think. Maybe later.
"The time has come," the walrus said, "to talk of many things..." 