Most of you were probably curled up, enviably dreaming when my alarm suddenly burst into song.
::you were always on my mind::
And today lurched into motion just like all the other days with inevitable beginnings.
good morning. love you.
Except that I would have offered anything, even cheap seduction, to tempt the darker darkness into staying just one moment longer.
love you, too.
And then he was up - packing, and I was up because he was up - showering. And then we were dressed and the lights came on and the sun came up. And then he was gone [again].
miss you.
miss you, too.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
eat, sleep, repeat.
Labels:
[good] morning,
Distance,
matters of the heart,
military,
Relationships,
Travel
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