u/mymoonyourstars

He left July of last year.

The first two months flew by. I thought I could handle it. I was busy with school, paperwork, projects, life.

The holidays were bittersweet.
Slowing down and winding down hurt me. All I could think about was the distance and him.
A month before my birthday he went silent.

On a random night, he messaged me and said he was moving back. He said he loved his parents, but my absence hurt him.

He packed his whole life into a U-Haul and made the 14hr drive back home. Because he drove a 370z we were reunited in less than 14hrs. As soon as I heard the loud exhaust I ran outside.

He took me in his arms and hugged me.
He was home.

It felt like one of those romance movies.

We’ve been inseparable ever since.

I love this man.