so kiss me and smile for me

And he's gone... *sobs*

He's left on a friggin jet plane...
Don't know when he'll be back again...
Oh babe I hate to let you go...

But just so you know... (um..)
We'll be here missing you..
Until our toes turn blue...
Best wishes in all that you learn.
Can't wait till you return!

(ok girl... don't quit your day job..)

And as inconceivable as the thought of Mjelva actually leaving really was, there was also a lingering sense of deja vu when reflecting on today. I mean... it's impossible that he's left, but at the same time most of us know what it's all like - the pure havoc of last second packing (yes, you probably did forget something behind...), the people you're happy to leave for now (your family) and those you wish you could stuff into your luggage (your friends)... And you're excited and so friggin scared at the exact same time. Moo.

Anyway... to you dear:
Please don't throw away my socks if you find them in your suitcase. You're free to wear them if you really want to I suppose...might be a bit small for you. Haha. I hope you have a good flight with no complications in Heathrow. Have a wonderful time with your mum and brother and settle in quickly. Love you lots and miss you already. Dom said he's never seen me happier than the times when I'm with you... and who knows, he's probably right. Anyhow... hopefully I'll talk to you soon. Huggggs.


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