1st day without you here.

Boyfriend's in the plane flying to China.

I miss him already.

I know it's only six days. I'm just being sentimental. I tried so hard to not cry when he called me just now. I act to be happy cos I know if I cried, he won't be enjoying his trip and keep worrying about me back here.

Maybe I'm just used to have late night calls from him, maybe I'm just used to chat with him in the msn throughout the night, maybe I'm just used to have morning calls from him, maybe I'm just used to have him sms me almost every hour, maybe I'm just.. maybe.

I feel so separate from him yet so near.

This is so not right.

Being with you feels like heaven,
Being without you feels like hell.