Leaving traces

After the birthday of Paulette & Veerle I spent the night there. So this morning I woke up in my boyfriends bed, without my boyfriend. I can tell you: that is the strangest feeling.
I woke up happy, being glad I was in his room. But when I realized that he wasn't there, I felt a little sad again. Im not even close to getting used to the idea that he is gone for a few months. I don't even want to.

I made this picture when I was getting dressed. My stuff displayed on his desk.