I thought it was bad on Friday when you left. And it was. But I could have easily dealt with being able to talk to you every day even if I didn’t get to be with you. But now..you’re gone again. And the feelings are coming back. I was so damn afraid of feeling like this again. 3 months was forever and I know a month should seem like nothing compared the the 3 but it seems even harder. To get through all of that, to get to spend a whole week with you and have a taste of what our future is going to be like…then for it to all be taken away just like that again. You’re gone. Just when I felt like I had someone to talk to again. When I was feeling happy again. I forgot what it felt like. I’m lost and sad and tired. So fucking tired. I don’t want to feel this anymore. I just want to sleep until this is all over because I can’t take it. I feel so alone and I just miss you. I miss you so much.
I would like to go to the Grotta Palazzese in Puglia, Italy.
“Tucked inside a limestone cavern, this summer-only spot (open May through October) has hosted elegant dinners since the 18th century, when Italian nobility held banquets in the space.” - Conde` Nast Traveler
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