Day 6 of 6

I've been putting off Day 6 because it's the hardest day to write about. Although the day was absolutely wonderful, it was very hard to say goodbye. But alas I've been writing about all the other six days so I might as well have to end it too.

Day 6: The Final Day

(Majora's Mask fans anyone?)

Wednesday we got up extra early, I believe around six or even five something, because we wanted to milk the day for all it was worth. After a beautiful week we knew things were going back to normal, and to be honest neither one of us wanted to accept that so early in the morning.

So off to Starbucks we went, again. 

I had a cinnamon dolce latte and he had a plain coffee. We spent some time in the MOST COMFORTABLE seats in the store, which are never open, until our tummies told us it was time to hit Stater Brothers and make breakfast. This day he had his regular plate of eggs and I had a few eggs and a piece of toast. Once the dishes were done and kitchen returned to normal, we took an photobooth break *again*

My favorite picture of the week. It's so us.

Around 12 we left the house for the last time and headed to have lunch at Applebees with my dear friend Meredith of The Violet Rosebush. I wanted as many of my friends to meet William, so this was a mandatory lunch, hehe! We had a dandy time over lunch and once it was done we briefly met up with my mom so she could say goodbye to Will, apparently she didn't realize the week was up when she saw him the night before. 

After a brief stop at Best Buy to fawn over the new ipad, we headed back down the hill to Victoria Gardens. 

We stopped at Urban Outfitters and he got me this:

Bicycle necklace that came in an envelope that said:

If I had a bicycle built for two, I'd only want to ride it with you.

We went to Forever 21 and he bought me this dress:

Which I will be sure to wear when I see him May :3 I think with brown shoes and red lipstick.

Eventually we sat and talked and just took in our surroundings. A beautiful outdoor mall, great weather, and each other's company. We talked about iphones, cigars, seeing each other again, and at&t vs verizon. It was the best time of the day, just sitting together on a bench and spending our the last few hours talking.

We ended up at Cheesecake Factory for dinner; he had a chicken chili and I had baja chicken tacos (which were crazy hot but crazy amazing). And although we had a wonderful date, my mind was moving to the fact that he was going to be gone in a matter of hours. Back to his home in Las Vegas, three hours away from me. Three hours isn't terrible if you have free time and reliable cars, but when you're both busy with very different lives it really is a lot farther than it seems...

We kept our emotions together till he was all checked in and supposed go to his gate. That's when we sort of... lost it. To say it without really getting into it too much: we cried for about half an hour. I personally never realized how difficult it would be to let him go home. I wasn't ready to let go but it had to happen. I walked him to the security line, kissed him a few times and we parted.

We had decided not to say goodbye, since we would see one another again. We were still each other's and thought goodbye wasn't appropriate to the situation. After all, he promise it wouldn't be two years before he saw me again. This time was different. Two years ago I said goodbye to a friend, with a simple hug and feelings I couldn't express at the time. That Wednesday I *didn't* say goodbye to my best friend and boyfriend with tears down my face but warmth in my heart. I was upset, he was upset, but we knew our relationship would be hard when we started. We chose this. We choose each other. 

And although I miss him everyday, I miss those six days everyday, I believe this relationship is truly worth it.

Love and Turtledoves,

Jacqueline