nekare

Back in Mexico, still somewhat exhausted. Seeing Robin on Saturday was amazing, it was such a lovely day, but leaving him again was so hard. I was doing okay in biting back tears yesterday in the plane, and then my Dad thought saying 'aren't you excited about sleeping on your own bed tonight!' was the most sensible comment he could make, and I spent the next hour sobbing my heart out and getting stares from, well, everyone else sitting close.

I miss him so fucking much, and it's six months until I see him again.