I wrote this when I was on the plane :c I’ve never been so unhappy to be going back home. I’ve been nonstop crying since my boyfriend left me at the airport. & this is honestly one of the worst feelings ever. Being in love with someone who lives thousands of miles away is really hard. I’d give anything to be able to kiss him whenever I want, and just see him more often. I just can’t even put into words how fucking depressed I am. I feel more depressed now than I did the first time he came to see me. I feel like every time I spend time with him I fall harder and harder. There’s not one thing I dislike about him, and this week was so amazing. Even if we were just cuddling all day I had a lot of fun, and I’m so happy I got to spend Easter with him. I wish there was a way I could just stay with him forever and never have to leave. This week went by way to fast and I kind of wish I would have acted differently in certain situations. I never want to put any doubts in his mind, because he really is all I want and I mean it when I say that I’m in love with him. I’ve never wanted someone so bad. I love you so much, you mean everything to me and I can’t wait to see you in the summer.