and then there was one

t just left, and it's weird how empty my apt feels without him. the bed feels too big. i tried to sleep more (which should be easy as i only slept for 5 hours) but i can't. i want his arms to be wrapped around me, me pressed against him. the hardest thing about being in love is being apart. you wonder, why bother? when i'm with them, everything is just amazing.