I’m not crying. You’re crying.

H leaves tomorrow, so I’ve set up the blog so I can have it ready when I need to cry my heart into the keyboard. I’m not a crybaby, I’m really not. I’m not just losing my boyfriend for God knows how long, I’m losing my:

  • Cuddle-Buddy
  • Personal Chef
  • Navigator
  • Restaurant-Explorer
  • Cheer-er Upper
  • Hot Water Bottle
  • Masseuse
  • Designer
  • Motivator
  • Workout buddy
  • TV binger
  • And most importantly, my best friend and partner in crime.

I’m going to miss the little stuff, his goofy dancing, the scent of him in the morning, driving around every day, working together, arguing, him farting at the most inopportune of moments.

It’s going to be rough. Hence, the blog. Because somehow venting to the internet makes everything better. Head here to learn some more about us.




15 thoughts on “I’m not crying. You’re crying.”

      1. I cant remember where I wrote about it! I don’t think we have talked about our families in our posts, however at first my family didn’t know about us until 4 or 5 months into the relationship

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