It’s not true. It never does get any easier. Each time you walk through those doors, a little part of me dies inside. It breaks my heart, it really does. Only at the moment where i know it’d be the last i’ll get to feel you, that i realise you’re leaving again. There’s no way to make this any easier. No way at all. You mean the world to me, and i cant believe that it took me so long to realise every single detail. It all makes sense now. Every goodbye and every hello means more than what it seems.. You know it’s funny when you hear people saying things like “oh i cant live without him…” and the first thing you’d ask yourself, “how is that even possible? you lived your past 20 years without this person..” & now, i know exactly how that feels. A part of you literally dies, and you fall into this dark hole where time slows down and life becomes mundane again.. My heart aches. It really does. I miss you so much. How did i even lived by those days without you just about 4mths ago? I need you so much closer..