When he decided to be back working in his hometown, I thought it's gonna be hard at first. Every night I slept in tears. Thinking back, how foolish I was! We're only 3 hours distance from each other, but somehow I always felt that we're so near, and yet so far. In a blink of eye, it's almost a year plus we're separated. Of course on and off, he'll be here almost every weekend, or vice versa.
Keeping this LDR alive is definately gonna be hard. Many times I forced myself to be tougher. To be independant. But at times, I'm tired to be tough outside, coz the me inside stands weak on my own.
When I need someone to share my joy and sorrow, I could only listen to his gentle voice through phone. A warm hug, a shoulder to cry on, a tender kiss, in my own imagination until we meet again. And I always tell myself to be strong.
From today onwards, exactly 10 more days until we meet again. 10 days, definately is a short period compared to those couples separated to two different sides of the world. But in this 10 days, I do miss you all the time. And I do always hope our LDR wouldn't last for long.
Very soon, I want to see myself buzzing around you anytime I like it :D
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