Tuesday, August 21st, '07

I can't believe he's leaving, seems like yesterday he just arrived.

He told me to go back to sleep and he'll arrange how to meet me today while he's supposed to be sitting with his family. I hung up the phone and I started crying. But he's so optimistic about this and I'm going to be happy for him.

I miss him already. I miss him sitting next to me. The smell of his cigarettes. How he makes every problem look solvable. How thoughtful he is...


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