Hard Harder Hardest
It's getting harder and harder to say goodbye to W on Sunday and come home
I start missing him before my eyes are open on Sunday morning - and my heart is breaking as I pick up my suitcase and leave.............
This is turning out to be the hardest year of my life.
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Sorry for your sadness at this long distance relationship. Count down the days until...
I completely understand.
Every month or so I feel the exact.same.way!
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