I’m sorry it appears as though I don’t have any time for you. But I can’t seem to find it. I can’t even find time for myself, let alone other people. I still care about you immensely and wish you were here to hug me, kiss me, and tell me to suck it up and stick it out and the reward in the end will be great.
The other day I caught myself looking up plane tickets *slaps hands* don’t let me do it. Don’t let me spend all the money I’m working so hard for. It isn’t that I don’t want to see you, but I REALLY can’t afford to come there again. But I want to so bad… I miss you baby. TONS.