So, I’ve been in love with a guy (let’s call him D) for 1,5 years. It’s a poetic type of love, the pure feeling which motivates you to move mountains and go through whatever obstacle you can imagine. 

D has been very supportive of my feelings, though they weren’t mutual.

A while ago we had a very comfy night. He put his head on my laps, and I was going through his hair. We just chatted and listened to rain. 
I was truly the happiest person in the world.

However, he has to move to another country due to entering a university. D’s departure was inevitable, but he told me that he would leave 15 days earlier than it was supposed.

I’ve never cried because of my feelings. This love was always upbringing and nurturing for me.
But last night I kept crying for hours. I can’t even imagine what will my life be without seeing him.

I’m desperate.