You Realize How Much You Love Something When It's Gone.
Before my boyfriend's last flight from Seattle to Korea, he called me and told me that you don't know how much something means to you 'till it's gone. He knows i'm not gone, only temporary. And only by physical means. I will stick through this and hold it down for him. He never leaves my mind, but life does go on, with him by my side or not. All I can do is wait, he's worth every lonely night and every tear that falls. He makes me so happy. And for me that's enough.