It’s the New Year…and it’s getting close to the Inevitable.

You see, in six months, Nil will be going away. For good.

No more weekend visits. No more physical contact for a good many months. No more planning activities to do, places to eat/visit and stuff to watch. I know I’ll miss him. I know I shouldn’t worry.

Yet I can’t help but wonder about the change that will take place soon.

I hate the thought.

Nil likes it no better than I do, except that he does a better job at masking his emotions than me.

How am I ever going to cope?

(ps: It’s the day I broke up with Him and it’s His birthday too! Beat that.)