this time i didn't cry. mostly coz i tried SO HARD not to think about the fact that i may not see him till GOD knows when and party because i know that my parents were watching our every move, and we might get into trouble if i actually really did cry.
we made an agreement yesterday that we would both wait for each other no matter what. it's heartbreaking, knowing that we both don't know when we'll be seeing each other again or in which part of the world we would be in the future, a part of me feels empty but somehow another part of me feels full. I miss him so so much, but another part of me already knows that he's already mine.
i have faith that if we're really meant to be and if we really loved each other, we would eventually be together again.