Pictures

Last night, Mark and I were going through all of the pictures he's taken while he's been over here. There are over 300 in all, and some really hilarious ones. In most of the pictures of me I actually look good, which is a feat in itself (at least I think it is). There are more than a few pictures of various people eating, or cooking or preparing to cook.

As we looked at them together, I was reminded of all the fun we've had together in just a few short weeks. It feels like only yesterday that he arrived, yet tomorrow he goes back to Malta. Though I know it's not forever (especially if these plans go ahead), I worry that being away from him will be more painful than I have yet realised. I dread September because of the fact that he is working but I am not back to uni, being lonely has never been my strong point, and I know that then I probably will be.

Despite the implications that there could be stormy seas up ahead, I will try my best, and I will let my determination take over in the strength of this relationship. I hope Mark will do the same because his determination is a match to mine. Hayley said that the trick will be to keep this relationship going, as it is with any new relationship, all we really need to do is remember that the distance between us is crossable at a moment's notice if something dreadful happens.

Reminding myself that the distance is only a temporary state will be key too. With impending plans for Mark to move over here next summer, the idea that we only have to make it a year keeps echoing in my mind. Of course, that's not technically true: every couple faces moments of trouble throughout their relationship.

In the pictures of us together, we are happy. I intend to go into the future ready to forge more of the same happiness.