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I haven’t stopped crying since I left his parents house and well not really before that either.

I sent him that song and that message because I needed him to know I still hadn’t given up.

This has been the longest week of my life.

And not having him by my side is hurting me so much. My anxiety hasn’t flared, I had a bout of nausea but that did pass.

I ended up coming home to the girls after two days. I needed the time away from campus and being home in Willow Falls was nice.

I visited them and I knew what they were telling me. That Kingston is my future and that I needed to fight enough for the both of us.

Josie comes into my room “you have a visitor.”

“Ok.” I don’t know who it is.

I come out of my room and walk toward the door and that’s when his familiar scent, the feeling of home and his light wash jeans and white tee shirt fill my vision.

“Hi.” he says in a nervous tone.

It’s been 6 days since I last kissed him, held him, touched him.

“Hi.” I s