Our last moments together, the last time I kissed you. That just happened. And it’s hurting me so fucking much right now. I love you, and I’m going to miss all of this so much. I know I’ll still get to see you, but it will never be the same and we will never get to do all of the things we did. You’re gonna move on and eventually so will I, and that’s what makes me the most upset because I honestly don’t think that’s how it was meant to be. None of this is fair to us, but I’m going to try my hardest to make the best of it :(

I wish we could have nights like this every night for the rest of our lives. I miss being close to you so fucking much. Its going to break me apart when you move next week.