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Scott has abandoned me for the next three weeks and I don't know what to do with myself. For some reason, I am mourning his departure as though he has died and we will never see each other again. I have had thoughts such as, "I remember his last words to me," and "I would give anything to kiss him one more time." He has not been gone for quite 24 hours.
Things can only get better from here, but right now I am feeling pretty pathetic.
Things can only get better from here, but right now I am feeling pretty pathetic.