Time keeps moving on.

Hi boo, it's been a while. I'm really busy with work and school again. I had to call in sick on Friday because I had a fever. Thursday night was the usual routine...I battled back and forth debating if I should just go in or not. When the fever got higher, I decided it was time I started taking care of myself before I take care of other people. I think I missed you most in that very moment, in this very weekend. My world slowed down and I was aware of the big hole I have in my life. It's easy to keep myself busy and bury it for a while, but it was extra prevalent this weekend. I spent a lot of time in bed, thinking about you, thinking about what we'd be watching or playing together. I don't think I have ever felt so alone. I can't believe it's been almost 6 months. There are so many things I'd say, so many things I'd do if you were here. I wish you were coming with to Ireland. I know you'll be there, but in the present sense way that I wish you would be. It feels like it'll be lightyears before I get to see you again and I hate that. I wish we could take Molly for a walk through downtown Lombard. She is just as much of a celeb as she was back then. I moved the bed, boo. I was hoping it would help me sleep better. I started to look through the things you had under the bed, but stopped pretty quickly. I just don't know when or if I'll ever be ready to get rid of your things. I miss you so much. I always believed in soulmates, and assumed you were mine, but I was never really sure until you left. I truly believe that apart of my soul is missing, and it always will be until it's reunited with yours. The days just last so much longer knowing I have to live my entire life through without you. I'm sorry that it's been so long since I've written to you. Please come visit me soon.