One of the Hardest Things

One of the hardest things I've ever had to do is let go of Neal today.

When it was two o'clock, I watched as he put his shoes on and gathered his wallet and keys before hugging. Except I couldn't let him go.

Every time I told myself I had to let him go, I would hold him tighter.

But, the sooner he goes, the sooner he comes back in my arms. The sooner I can go to him.

It sucks being apart. I feel sort of hollow inside.