So he wasn't there to meet me. But he did eat dinner with me, amongst other things :)
It's odd. I wasn't expecting to see him when I got back and I knew it would be hard coming back because everything here reminds me of him. And it was difficult when I arrived. It was difficult waiting for him to text me to tell me that he wanted to meet up. But now looking back, I wish I could go back to that instant again, when we were sitting on the opposite sides of my room and he just asked for a hug. And then the hug... and then that kiss. And then the affirmation that he still felt the very, very same way as he did, a hundred and six days ago. But now I need to put my emotions back into that little box that I had crammed them into during the holidays. Not because I don't want to think about him. But because that's the only way I'm going to be able to function.
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