I need to see your face to keep me sane, to make me whole

So things aren't turning out like I'd like them to. This is no surprise, as I've not made life easy lately. It's the end of the year, and seeing that I'm doing two years of school in one, I have loads of work and other, outside forces that are irritating and stressing me out. I'm sorry that I snap and get upset about little things, but I'm only half the factor of why things were falling apart. We agreed a break was in order. While it appears effortless for you, it's absolutely killing me. If this ends in a permanent break, I will spend months in agony I'm sure. It's not up to me, though. It's all on you.