title : The Hours Change So Fast, Oh God Please Make This Last.

you're flying off tomorrow. i just can't get it into my head that it's tomorrow. i know it's only one week, but it's just driving me crazy, i need to indulge somewhere so i'll do it here. i haven't had this feeling about people going away for a while before, it's like heartache, except duller and it hits nearer the center of my chest rather than on the left, it's like this foreboding feeling that slams itself again and again into me. hollow. please, please stay safe, and i'm praying like crazy for your safe flights and such. i admit, i'm being really paranoid, but god what i would do if anything should happen to you. i just, need to hold you so bad right now, hold your warm body against me and wrap my arms around your waist. i need to indulge myself in your smell, the one that tells me you're near and that everything's gonna be alright just because of that. I need to look into those clear eyes of yours, i need to kiss you long and deep like there's no tomorrow and just let the burning ecstasy reap through us. i need you here now. i love you sabby. i'll always be there with you.