It's hard

You'll have to read my poem "why" first to understand what i am talking about.
It was harder than i thought... saying goodbye, nothing could be harder to do.. i love her!! i did not want her to leave, and still, she left, i am here alone, writing poems, expressing my feelins.. she called me this morning, telling me everything is fine and she likes it there, she was so happy, and i was trying so hard to hold my tears while she was talking to me. I have this plush puppy she gave me a while ago.. i keep hugging it and thinking of her, i already miss her.. what about a few months later? i will see her in a month though, when she has her graduation ceremony here , and she is coming home. I am counting the days till i will see her again. It is hard though, because i am so used to what we used to do ... everyday seeing her and going out with a bunch of friends, or just us, having sleepovers, laughing our asses off not knowing why.. telling stories and all the fun we had will be just a memory.. but a good one and i will always keep it in my heart no matter what.