Well, here I am back at school yet again. And I’m not liking it. I left Adam just over an hour ago now, I started crying on his bed, I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t want to come back here. I want to be able to see him every day. I want to be able to say hi, and ask him how his day was. I want to spend that time with him, just laying on the couch with him in my arms, watching TV, or that time just laying in his bed looking into his eyes. I want that time, and being here I won’t be able to have that time. I miss him so much already. I promissed him that I wouldn’t cry on my way back up here. I didn’t. But I’m crying now. I want to be with him. I want to be able to lay in bed at night, with him by my side, I want to not have to say goddbye every week. I hate this. I really do. I love you Adam.