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James left Sydney about three hours ago. He’s due to touch down in auckland in about thirty minutes. It’s amazing how much I hate to see him go, even though I should be used to it by now. It just hurts so much every time. It’s like getting everything you’ve ever wanted only to be told you only get it for a week, and then it all goes back to where it comes from. With luck, next year I’ll never really have to “see him go” again: Instead I’ll be able to see him every day, except when I come back here for a visit to my parents.

I can’t wait to see him again. It’s just little things that make me miss him. He cuddles me and lets me lie on him when i’m tired, he messes around with me and we play stupid games… He puts me to bed every night and stays until i’m asleep. I feel so comfortable and safe when he’s here, or when I’m around him. When he’s gone I always feel slightly empty.

Anyway, I’m burning the lovely candles that he bought me, and I’m about to watch Temptation. I might have a bath a little later, but I will probably end up saving that for tomorrow. Have a great weekend, everybody, especially those lucky enough to have a long weekend like me. :)