Growing up, I never thought that I would grow so attached to another individual, not just for love, but also for my happiness and comfort. Being with Thomas has brought so much joy to my life, yet, being away from him seems like the hardest thing I've ever had to face in my life. I can't believe how emotionally drawn to him I am, or how dependent I am of him for my happiness. I'm not that kind of girl, but it really doesn't seem to bother me that he affects me in that sort of way. I love him so much, so I can deal with the cheesy female cliche that I've become.
This weekend, Thomas and I packed up our room, and moved him to Orlando. I'm so proud of him. He completely took the initiative to better his life, and enrolled himself in culinary school. He is now a student at the Orlando Culinary Academy. I can't wait for him to start cooking, so I can have him make me his homework! But as of right now, he's there, and I'm here at home.
Thomas and I know so much about one another, which makes it completely comfortable to be around one another all the time. It's almost as if we're already married to one another. We just fit. Which ultimately makes this separation so hard for me. It hasn't even been a whole day yet, but just being in our room without him is absolutely miserable.
I miss you...