always my boyfriend.

This is turning into a boyfriend blog and I don't care. My life is revolving around that perfect human that is now living in Spain. We actually spoke a lot from when he first left my city to visit family around the country and the world before settling down.. But now he's in Spain he can feel me hold him back.

He still loves me. He says.

He's too perfect.

He says we have to stop talking because he's too sad to see me sad. And he can't be thinking about me everyday even though he does. He's nervous and not in his element so he just thinks about our perfect days.

I don't like saying on the internet, but he cried in his first class.
We're meant to be together.

And I know I can't speak to him anymore, so this blog is going to be all the things I want to say to him.. because I'm not finished talking to him yet. There's sad things and happy things, things I remember or think he'd like. This blog is his.