*already...
...she wishes for spring* (and it's only november)
I have just read Josh's blog. He hasn't written one for months. He only tends to do it when he is really low, or has unfilled (I know that's not a word) time.
I feel like I've been hit my a ten ton weight.
I know exactly the feelings ha described; the weekends are like pink bubbles. Filled by me and him, nothing else in the the world matters, then the rest of the week is in his words "an empty shell".
I feel exactly the same as him. time without him is wasted time, it scares me, all I can think of is him. all day. Being with him is my whole world.
He seems to feel the same. But I feel awful. He is at uni, he should be having the time of his life. The 3 years I was in Cardiff was amazing, one of the funnest times of my life and although it has left me fucked moneywise I wouldn't change it for the world. I dont want Josh to miss things for me.
I love him so much, I hate to think that he is miserbale because of me.
