Not going to bother with an appropriate title any more.

Update. The worst fucking thing is she was 15 minutes from landing.

That just puts everything into perspective.

We've been waiting so long, I've been counting down hours and minutes since last week. I've been going on about how soon we'll see each other, planning how I'm going to latch on and refuse to let go, and 15 minutes before she lands it goes to shit.

I can't describe how that makes me feel. I already tried, just a few minutes ago in my last post. But that's horrible. To be that close and have everything ripped away, I can't expect anyone else to get that.

I fucking hate everything this evening turned into. Instead of the best day it has become the worst.