post a comment | posted Aug 21
I hate doing it. Waving goodbye, that last hug, knowing that it will be a long time before you see that person again. When someone has become such a staple in your life that you can't remember what life was like without them, saying goodbye can be terrible. I will miss our conversations, sitting on the patio drinking coffee at the bookstore, randomly going over to each others houses to do nothing, going to movies, sitting together on rainy days, me melancholy and you chipper. I will miss the strength you give me by your presence, and the reassurance I find in your voice. I will miss your hugs, your smile, your laugh. I will miss my sister, and I will miss my best friend. Most of all, I will miss you. I love you, as everything listed above.
I know it's only four months until you come back for Christmas, but that feels like a long time to me.