The next couple of days were insane. We had a few meeting here and there, They set me up with more "dates" with my beard, and tour rehearsals began two days ago. We were constantly busy, which kind of played out in my favour because you never asked me a ton about Eleanor. Sure I was tired as hell, but it was just a tiny price to play. You were really tired as well. Usually, as soon as we got home you would change, have a glass of water, and go to sleep. You began taking morning showers because you were just too tired. I don't blame you.
I was glad when we began rehearsing, it kept my mind off of things, I guess you could say it kept me sane. Once tour started I knew things would become easier because they wouldn't be setting up beard dates for a while. Thank God!
Every day I wanted to tell you what was going on. Every single God damned day. I wanted to so fucking badly, and it took me way to long to get the balls to do it. Sorry about my voulger language, it kind if easier this was to express myself.
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Finally once tour started it became easier. I didn't need to see Eleanor since we started rehearsals, except for that one time, but other than that was it.
I got the top bunk on the left side of the tour bus, and you got the top bunk directly across from me. We had a perfect view of Each other, that was how we enjoyed it. We could smile at Each other just before our eyeslids dropped and we fell asleep. We could mouth a quiet good night to each other and peacefully fall asleep. It felt like home with you Harry. You make me feel safe and secure. I wanted so badly to just be able to fall asleep in your arms, to hold you at night. To kiss you and tell you I love you.
But I can't.
