Dear ….,
It doesn’t matter how far you’ve gotten to or how long it’s been. In other words, it doesn’t matter how long you’re gone. As long as you come home safely for the love of God for Christmas. I admire your services and I wish I could love you just as I would like to.
I admire the bravery and deep down inside there is a kind of sadness to your eyes that cannot fathom the universe.
I think of you like all girls do. In daydreams where I am the one kissing you. That we are having children and taking life long steps at growing older together….
But then I think of the possibility that we may never meet again….
and….
Sometimes I think of you in terms of the college we were at this past year and I also seemed to think you looked cute with your goggles on, how your hair so nicely complements your eyes and your face; but most of all, how you ever so carefully dissect a cat….
It doesn’t matter how far you’ve gotten to or how long it’s been. In other words, it doesn’t matter how long you’re gone. As long as you come home safely for the love of God for Christmas. I admire your services and I wish I could love you just as I would like to.
I admire the bravery and deep down inside there is a kind of sadness to your eyes that cannot fathom the universe.
I think of you like all girls do. In daydreams where I am the one kissing you. That we are having children and taking life long steps at growing older together….
But then I think of the possibility that we may never meet again….
and….
Sometimes I think of you in terms of the college we were at this past year and I also seemed to think you looked cute with your goggles on, how your hair so nicely complements your eyes and your face; but most of all, how you ever so carefully dissect a cat….
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