He takes a plane to a country twelve hours away from home and three hours away from me and what do you know? He takes another plane and skips the country where I am. And he said, he loves me.
On ordinary days, he sends me a message the instant he wakes up and tells me good night just before he close his eyes. On a holiday, it feels like I have to beg to get a message from him. And he said, he loves me.
Feeling low, I wasn't too chatty and told him I'm not good company at the moment so he asks, "Do you need space"? It felt really bad because it sounded like I'm only good to be around when I'm being fun. And he said, he loves me.
He said "I love you". I'm glad I didn't say I love you too.
Tragic, really. The person who didn't say the words turn out to be the person who really meant it.
