Oh Gods... tonight I just want to bawl.
Is it because I hung out with friends tonight, who are dating, and for the first time in ten year felt like a third wheel? I don't know.
He's coming home tomorrow. Been gone a week in Seattle. Something about him being gone was lonely, but it made things easier to bare. But tonight, after my friends left I sat there, all alone.
I miss him. I miss him so much. And him coming back doesn't make it easier. I wish he was coming home to me. I wish he still loved me the way he used to.
Why is it every time I feel like I've moved forward, I'm pushed back again.
I just wish someone would hold me tonight. I hate being alone. I hate this feeling. I hate crying.
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