"I'll see you soon."
Gem left a few hours ago. The airport was horribly silent and she went through security later than she ever has before and because of our height difference, I couldn't even hug her as hard as I wanted to. I don't know how to keep writing these "she left" entries because the thoughts are always the same and it never gets any easier and I'm finding myself even more speechless than usual. I feel really fucking blank. I wouldn't even know what to write because I feel like I've said it all before. I notice all of the same things. Like the smell of her hair stuff and the marks in the carpet from her suitcase. It's a disgustingly gut-wrenching deja vu. The neon blue flashing type on the pay phones at the airport. The singing of sad songs on the drive home. I had a lot of thoughts at the airport. A lot of sad and existential thoughts.