Paul's departure

Dear FutureMe, Your love just left after 20+ days of incredible bliss. We had a great vacation, but he is swooped back across the ocean. Here is the letter I wrote to him today. I came back to the apartment after watching the taxi drive away. It took a while to fall back asleep, and I woke up with a tight chest, a sense of anxiety that had been missing for the last 20 days (with you) and re-appeared just hours after your departure. Today has been hard for me. I'm physically manifesting my sadness, and I've had a stomach ache for most of the day. I cried over breakfast and again over my PB&J lunch. Finally I got out for a ski and felt a little better. Eating plain cous-cous for dinner, all I could do was think of you. THANK YOU for an amazing Christmas break. THANK YOU for being so interested in skiing. THANK YOU for being you, goofy Paul that will be himself any day of the week. I miss you a lot today, and I have a feeling that I will be missing you badly for the next few days as I adjust to this little apartment without your incredible presence. I'm lonely right now. I know things will get better with a little time, as I learn how to separate my feelings for you from my day-to-day life here, but right now it just feels like a dream. I hope your flights went well and that you are safe at home with your family. You are my every thought. I love you.