Okay, I guess it's time to get this off my chest. All I can think is how much I love you. How when I don't talk to you I grow weary that maybe you're gonna leave me again. You always said you wouldn't. We got as far as trusting each other with everything. We hid nothing from each other. But of course it's my luck that the best thing that has happened to me is moving away. It's so simple and yet so complex. I know you won't be far, but I know this is only gonna make us grow father and farther apart and I don't know if I can handle that. Handle it again..
