It's 12 am and I can't sleep. My mind is on one thing, and one thing only, you. You you you. I may be thousands of miles away, but you are still always on my mind. Call me crazy but I think that I could spend a lifetime loving you. I met you and everything changed. I met you and you made my heart pound, my hands shake and my knees weak but you still made me calmer than anyone ever have made me feel. You are my person. I had to move 4200 miles to find you and that's the best thing I've ever done.
Nothing makes me more sad than realizing that I have to leave you in 5 months. It is not fair that it is this hard to just be able to be with the one you love. And I think that it is hard for people who haven't seen us together to understand how close we actually are. You and I are meant to be. You started our journey together when you came to my house and asked me to hoco. 115 days ago, September 12th. I will be forever thankful that you asked me to homecoming because it was the beginning of something so big and meaningful.
I don't want to leave you. I want us to be together and I just want to say screw you to all the people who don't believe in us. I just want to show them that we are going to make it. It will be hard but I promise babe, it will be worth it. I can't wait until you come to Sweden and I get to show you everything.
Distance echoes louder than any sound I’ve ever heard. But I've learned something beautiful from this and that's how far my heart can love.
It's like you're screaming, and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed, that someone could be that important that without them, you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts, you feel hopeless; like nothing can save you.