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The sky has started covering us up again. Instead of a blanket of sunshine that reflects and soaks into our skin, we are being covered in a map that will show where we're going and where we've been. Since that day, I feel like I have stepped back into reality. Like I am no longer seperated in two while i walk the streets, but like I'm on my own again. I have done so much moving with him in the past few months that when he left, I felt homeless. He asked me where I was going and after thinking about it for a few minutes, I answered honestly with an "i don't know." A friend and I went to a skate demo last night and a boy asked me where my boyfriend was and i explained that he was in a fairytale. He smiled and said "that will do." I walked into this house that I havent been to in awhile. My dad was sitting in a chair with ice and explained to me he recent visit to the hospital. I should be more aware of these things. Although I am adapting quickly and liking being on my own again, I am counting down the weeks until i am able to fly those 19 hours to that fairytale to end up with him. Then we will be packing our few things and moving again to a place where I have never been, but a place where he wanted me to be with him and a place that he said I would like. For now I am going to spread some love to those faces that I haven't seen in awhile and make lots of footprints in the snow. Then i will be leaving you, and coming back with some stories to tell.