go figure.

i was going along just fine, talking to him a few times a month, for the past 3 years. i missed him, but our lives were on two different levels, let alone two different countries for so long, that it was more like a long distance pen pal than the solid presence in my life that he once was.

but then he came to visit.


how is it that you don't realize how much you miss someone, and how much you need someone, until you see them again?


and how is it fair, or right, for someone to come back into your life, just to have to yank themselves back out 2 weeks later?


well, the 2 weeks are officially up. he left my house at 4am to go back home today.


how is it even possible that after less than 24 hours, i miss him more now than i have in the past 3 years combined? i managed to have an amazing, exciting, and fun-filled college experience without seeing him during any of that time, but now, for some reason, i wonder how i made it from day to day.


silly me, i thought a nice visit would be a great idea. silly me, it was more like a teaser.


tyler lives in mexico. get that through your head shannon. he doesn't live here anymore, he can't live here anymore, and you can't live there. it's not going to work out. not now. so stop getting excited when you have a fun night together, because it's not going to last. he'll be gone again in 2 weeks, and you'll end up feeling more alone than you've ever felt.





so this is why they say that hind-sight is 20-20 huh? go figure.

my sidekick. my bestie. my heart.

i hope you enjoyed your vaca here. i hope you have happy and content feelings and emotions like you're supposed to have after vacations, BECAUSE I CERTAINLY DON'T!

move back please. i'm a mess here without you.