Exactly a week ago we were counting down the hours until we saw each other and until we saw 5 Seconds Of Summer, our boys.
Now we are a week further and I can't stop thinking about it. Also because I got nothing to do.
It was the best day/night of my life. I can't remember a better day. (The lesson on school don't count for that day, because school sucks). In the train I was waiting so long, but I learned in the train.
When the train stopped, I step out of the train and followed some strangers. In the hope I would find the stairs. And I found them. But I didn't saw you, you were now standing left, last year you stood right.
But then I saw you and then I could finally hug you. After 5 months.
I was so happy to see you!
The train we had was 25 minutes later, just like Holland.
But that didn't matters because I was with you. Then nothing matters.
I had the best night of my life. Because I saw my boys again and didn't had to go to the first aid. But the night was also perfect, because I was with you.
Now I just wanna go back in time and do it all over again.
Because I miss the boys and I miss you the most.
In the car it fels so good to had to my head on your shoulder.
When we were travilling to the boys, I knew I was safe, because I was with you.
Thank youfor this perfect day and night. I was less then 24 hours, but it was perfect.
Ik hou van je
See you soon,
xxox
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