Well, he will be. On the 18th of next month he’ll be off to the OBX, housing with his grandparents until late April (when school starts up for him again). He, for some reason, seemed so scared to tell me. I’m not sure if he was sure he wanted to go when he said “I think I have to do it now.” His message was filled with anxiety, saying things like “i hope youre happy for me but i also know it kinda sucks.” And of course I was happy for him! And it was faaaarrr from sucking. He gets to stay and work at the fucking beach for the summer (rent free, mind you), he’ll get good pay, he gets to escape this shit hole place, hopefully he can make some friends and talk to someone thats not me or his parents for a change..! When I told him all that and how excited I was for him he seemed so happy, even saying he loves, me which is not something he usually ends up saying first between us. And I could tell he meant it because he addressed me by my name (and one more time when he said goodnight haha).But I am genuinely happy for him. This is a great opportunity for him and he needs it. And, yeah, of course I’m going to miss him— I love him... and.. dang dude we were just getting in the habit of seeing each other on a regular schedule too! Ah well. I don’t think we’ll have trouble picking up where we left off. And there’s a possible plan being hatched for me to come down there at some point and stay in an airbnb with him for a bit and explore the beach because I’ve never been down to the outer banks before. And he said maybe he can find time to come down here too. So its okay. I’ve once waited a year and a half to go on a second date with his bitch ass and I’d do it again if I had to. I’ll be patient. 3 months? And maybe a trip to see him for a bit somewhere in there? Fucking nothing. Easy mode, motherfucker. I’m just going to have to take every opportunity I can to kiss him the weekend he stays over before he leaves and wait impatiently to do it again the next time I see him.