I love you, sweetie. I do. You're my best friend and the sister I never had. But you're about to be a married woman. More than likely starting a family. It's not like you're gonna have time for me to cling to your side 24/7 anymore.
You know me. I try to stay upbeat, and never act mopey or like I'm looking for attention. But that's the thing: I am looking for attention. I'm fucking lonely, Irinia.
I spent the last six years on a very lonely assignment, I come "home", and don't even have anyone to come home TO.