25.
I feel like I can't breathe, but seeing him was doing more to me than I wanted it to. He still is as beautiful as I know him to be.
I have no idea where I am in this big building, but I am away from people, away from the crowd so I can finally be myself and break down a little.
Not too much, of course. I wouldn't want my make up to get ruined.
I keep my tears inside but am almost sobbing, panting and whimpering. It hurts so much. I miss him so much, the arms around me, his voice in my ear, his body against mine, everything about him.
Coming here was a mistake. But seeing him, even with the pain, is worth any kind of discomfort.
Last update until Sunday evening :) Hope you all have a good weekend!