The Forever Syndrome

The Asian Goddess leaves Potsdam tomorrow morning - very early. She'll be gone by 8:30AM. We won't be seeing each other again for a very long time, barring some great change in the paths both of us currently walk upon. I'm going to miss her terribly...love is pain. Even though she still sits fewer than ten feet from me, I can feel melancholy creeping in.

I am in love and I wish to remain so. I wish that the next chapter of our story will have a happy ending. Does distance make the heart grow fonder? Or does it simply make love grow cold?

I have been so happy these past ten days. I can feel melancholy creeping in.