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My long-distance bf had been at my place for sevral days, and went home in the begining of this week. I wanted him to stay, as always, but I knew he had to leave. He hates to see me crying, so I held out for his sake. But the moment the train started rolling and I no longer could see him, my eyes flooded with tears and I started crying. Later that night I couldn't handle the fact that he already was 100 of km away. My bed was cold and empty and the room still smelled abit like him. Then I found out that he had forgot one of his shirts, I smelled it and I smelled just as sweet as he did, and the tears started rolling down my cheeks again. And when I was supposed to go to sleep I put his shirt over a pillow and hugged it while crying and saying his name. Later that night he called me, saying he was proud of me, that I didn't cry or get so sad. And I will let him be proud of me, by not telling him the truth...

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  • You are Inlove, congrats :) take care

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