Elijah Sinclair

The saying states that if you love someone you should let them go. So i did. I let him go two weeks ago, when he said that couldn't do long distance. I smiled and said that it's okay. That i understand. Promotion at his job. Once a milion chance. He couldn't turn that down. Not for me. Not for love. We hugged as a goodbye. I'm sure he cried when hhe came back to his apartment. Then he wiped his tears and start packing. However i didn't cry. I couldn't. I felt like my whole soul was missing. I was empty. That's when i realised that he wasn't just my other half. He was my whole. For two weeks i was working out, going to work, even meeting with my friends. I laughed, joked around, ate and sleep. My routine didn't changed. The only difference was this emptiness inside me, coldness around me. When ge left, he took every trace of warmth with him. I'm sure i could shake it off. Find someone else. Fell in love again. Maybe even get married. I definitely could live without him. Words didn't end when he broke up with me, life was going on. I still had my future ahead of me but... I wasn't intrested in the future. I wasn't intrested in "could". For me right now was the most important and right now i missed him. I wanted only him. I didn't wanted to move on. I didn't wanted to let go. I wanted to beg. Convince him. Get on my knees and plead. From America to France is only 10 hours with plane. There are video chats, phone calls, texts. We could make it work. I knew we could. So now i'm speeding through the empty streets in the middle of the night to his apartment. Why? because i love him. Too much to let him go.