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Thursday, August 28, 2008

I miss his voice.

Among other things.

But I really would not be opposed to being a fly on the wall of where ever he is right now just to hear his voice. Of course we talk on the phone and online every day now that he is out of BMT, but I still miss him. For the time being we exchanged hours of togetherness for moments of connection...but if that's all I can have right now, I'll take it. We will be together again one day. 
I just got offline with him...he had to go to another GI Party...that's the 4th this week. But do trust, they aren't as fun as they may sound. It's basically when the entire floor meets to clean their space before inspection the next morning.
We will most likely talk on the phone later...he's 2 hours ahead of me. He usually calls right before he goes to bed, so we say goodnight afterwards. He goes straight to bed, I on the other hand usually have another 4 hours before I even consider sleep. That can be a problem. When I'm in town I can call a friend (usually one of the ones I met through him) and they are able to distract me from my thoughts. But if I am at my parent's house like I was last night...my mind wanders...it tends to lead me into dark sad places and I can't help but break down. It really does bother me. I hate telling him about it because he does tend to worry about me. He hates knowing that he makes me cry. But we agreed not to keep any secrets so I tell him. And honestly even though I do cry and the distance hurts us both, I'd rather be apart and together, than to be separated and disappear from each other's lives. I think my biggest fear is losing him. But he made it through BMT without changing just like he said he would, so I am confident that we will make it through just like he keeps telling me we will.

I cannot wait until he gets leave.  

He is the one.

I'm convinced. 

He is the man of my dreams...I know this because he is in them each and every night.
When he finishes his 1st 4 years of enlistment and I am finally out of school, we will be wed. He will have a career and I will have my degree. Nothing will keep us here. We could go anywhere. Together. It will be the happiest day of our lives.
I cannot help but to think of him whenever my mind wanders. I can clearly picture him. I can listen to his voice all day, though we usually only get an hour. I miss everything about him. I cannot think of one thing that I don't miss about him. Call me a fool in love, but I just cant help myself. 
He is the perfect man for me. 
He is the one who will someday father my children.
He is the one who loves me for being exactly who I am.

And he is an Airman.



This is my blog to, for, and about him. And his name is Keith.