Nights are Long

So...the nights are long. I'm recovering from strep throat, and covered in hives. I've been pushing myself so hard getting ready for Patrick to leave. Now that he's left, I'm sick as a dog. I can't tell him how much I miss him because the one thing he needs to be focusing on is his training. I don't want to distract him from that. I don't want him worrying about me, although I'm sure he is. I think that's how it goes, we both worry about each other, miss each other and neither one of us admits it. I'm up thinking about my Math test tomorrow when I should be resting and trying to get better, but I'm not. I'll get it done tomorrow, somehow. I miss him, and I still haven't even cried yet. I think I'm too worried if I start, I won't stop.