Dear Colin,
You come home in four days. Three for you since you leave Friday night. But four days until we see each-others faces.
The last month or so has been weird. It has felt... Normal. Normal to be alone. Normal to only see you on a screen or not at all when we talk. Normal to do everything alone-apartment searching, traveling, sleeping, ice-skating, walking. It's normal now to not have a hand to hold.
I hope what is really normal feels normal soon. I just want to spend forever with you.
Four days.
Love
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