and so my baby has safely reached brisbane.

farewells were never never easy, so i shed a few tears.
but as i said, they're tears of joy for him.
so now he's all on his own and i can't wait to see him again prolly in september or october.





i managed to sleep last night, though the bed felt empty and spacious without him; no more puling the blanket from each other, no more playing 'tickle for 1min' before sleeping, no more pulling his hand over to hug me to sleep, no more stroking his head to make me fall asleep, no more listening to him sleeptalk, no more cuddling in his arms when it starts to get cold in the morning, no more disturbing him and bugging him to wake up and go for breakfast and the list will just go on and on and on.