Don't look back in anger.

Steve leave for Texas tomorrow morning, I'm going to his house at 3.15 am to say goodbye. We have spent the last three days together, it's been nice, and I've been happy. It's true, he wasn't so nice the last couple months of our relationship, but I know he loves me, and I am going to miss him, so much. I love him so much, but I know it wouldn't work and there's no point for me to even think about it. I just, really really love him, and I am not looking forward to saying goodbye tomorrow, it will kill me. My eyes are swelling. But I will have to survive.