I'm Sorry.

I'm going to miss you.

I know I already said this to you; I even hugged you tightly while crying. I know you're not going to be gone for long. But still. Still, I'm going to miss the hell out of you.

I know I've been acting differently for the past few days. I know very well that I've been a little too dependent on you. Maybe that's even an understatement.

I dread the time I won't be able to see you. Touch you. Hold your hand. Hug you. Kiss you... because honestly, right now, you are what is keeping me together. Without you, I'm afraid I will finally break down. Finally fall into the broken pieces that I already am.