It's so unfair.

I hate this feeling. This feeling that lingers after you've shown up unexpectedly. The aftermath that's felt deep inside my heart after I've been so, so happy to see you, and then you have to leave again. As quickly as you came, you're gone. Who knows when I'll see you again. But those few hours that I can see you in the flesh, touch you, and hear your voice.. are worth it.

I fucking love you.
Fuck this is such a mess.  ¶ 6:31 AM