Heartache.

When I first got back, while I was sprawled on your lap, you asked me, "Will you cry when I send you off in the airport the next time?"

I very definitively and bravely said no.

Why? You asked me.
I said it's ' 'cause I would be prepared for what's awaiting me in Melbourne, and also 'cause I know what to expect of a long distance relationship.

















I lied.




The tears spill out so easily with the thought of being apart from you.