missing him

It's official. I'm now in a long distance relationship. Something that I have been dreading for many many years.

I have always had a profound fascination of people who are able to make it through their long distance relationship. I am sure it takes a lot hard work from both sides(and tears, high phone bills..) to make it happen.

I have now found myself stepping into an unknown territory. I am scared and sad, but mostly sad.

Gosh, I miss everything about him. I am not lying when I said that he's the kindest person I have ever met in my life. He cares so much about me and my family. He's the type of person who's going to be there the second someone needs help. And he does so behind closed door-and that the only one he needs to impress is God and God only.

He taught me to slow down. "Life happens when you're busy making plans," he said that to me over and over whenever he saw me planning my weekly schedule.

I miss seeing him interacting with my family. I don't know why, but I just love seeing him in the kitchen mingling with my mom. I love finding out after work that he had spent the morning going grocery shopping with mom, the afternoon playing basketball with my brother, and helping set up dinner for the whole family at night... anddd listening to my dad's "wise words" without complaint.

The day I sent him to the airport was the hardest day of my life. I almost couldn't let him go. He kept on saying to me, "Please don't let me cry." The funny thing was after hearing that I was the only one crying in front of my family and friends. He took my hand and said, "Hey, look forward to the future."

I went home only to find the bathroom was messy as usual. The floor was wet, his wet towel was hung at the same place, his toothbrush was where it wasn't supposed to be, the cap of the toothpaste was 1 ft away from its body. The only difference that day was I was no longer angry at him for being messy. I was glad that he had left the place just like it was as if he left his footprints just for me. I cried right there and then. I didn't stop until the next day.

And the reason I had stopped crying was hearing his voice again from a distance still sounding the same as it used to be. And I finally knew that nothing had changed.

We have a big mountain to be overcome. Insyallah, we'll make it together :D