I’m sitting in the airport. Oh, and of course I’m crying since that’s all I do these days. Maybe it’s because I’ve only had three hours’ sleep. Maybe it’s because last time I flew from Heathrow I was on my way to meet him in New York. Or maybe it’s because after four weeks I’m still so sad it hurts. I can’t stop wondering why he’s done this and what I did to deserve it. I’m so tired of looking like a heartbroken panda.
Sometimes i think we need to cry things out of our system! You did nothing to deserve this xx