A few weeks have passed by, and we have sat together every day. It's been good. It's been really good. I find myself being less sad, and on some days, happy when you are there. I just wish you were with me all the time. Because no matter how hard I try not to, I still break down quite some times when I get home. Luckily, today wasn't a breakdown day. I felt quite okay, actually. I even had enough courage to text you. So I did. And now I will see you tomorrow, and I don't think I have ever felt this excited in a very long time.