The first time I laid eyes on you, all I could think about was how I could talk to you. Four days, one new years eve, and several hours of talking, drawing, pillow fighting, and general craziness later, i had to say goodbye as you flew back home, a million miles away. I think even then, when I’d known you for all of four days, I was in love.
Six months stretched by slowly, and though we kept in touch, and became good friends, seeing you again this summer was incredible, heart-wrenching and amazing all at once. I’ve never been so comfortable, or in love with anyone, as I am with you. Once again, 20 fabulous days later, we each went our separate ways. It’s been a month since I last saw you now, and each day I just miss you more. I’m moving to Italy, so at least we’ll be in the same time-zone now, but it still hurts everyday we’re apart.
We’ve grown up in different countries, we don’t share the same skin color, we have completely opposite lives, and still…
I love you more than anything and anyone JF