So, I'm packing up my stuff, removing pictures of old friends from their frames and just in general saying good bye to my old life and old friends. I just sealed my last letter to Reed. It is so painful to lose him. He's my brother—my best friend.
I love Jeff though. It's not going to be easy, and we're going to fight a lot and hurt each other sometimes, but we'll always make up at the end, because we love each other and know that what we have is worth it.
However, right now, still single, it feels as though it is tearing my heart in two to say good bye to all my friends, especially since they aren't even here. They're mostly on missions, and some are in Indiana. They need me, and I can no longer be there for them, because Jeff has to be my first priority.
How can love sometimes feel like a broken heart?