Me: I hope you’re happy. Now that you’re choosing this.
Martin: I hope it brings you bliss.
Me: I really hope you get it.
Martin: And you dont live to regret it.
Martin: I hope you’re happy, in the end.
Me: I hope you’re happy.
Me & Martin: My friend.
Yes, we sang a part of Defying Gravity to each other before saying goodbye. Does that make us lame? I dont really care. Its what we do, and it was actually really sad. I love you babe, I’m so proud of you. And I’m so thankful. You’re my dream come true too, I’ll be here waiting for you to come home. =(
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So he’s shipping out in the morning, I’m feeling numb right now. We spent a lot of time yesterday talking, trying to laugh, staring at each other, hugging, crying and kissing. “Forever isnt enough time with you”. It isnt, and yes. I want more time too. I tried my best to be strong and was surprised at the fact that I was being the strong one he wasnt. Then he said “every drive home, you’ll be okay” and I cracked. I cant believe hes really going. This is surreal, this is insane. I dont think it fully hit me yet, I’m still awake. Waiting for an IM / call that I’m never going to get =\.
I dont know what I’m going to do.
