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The last 2 weeks at home I've layed in bed for hours thinking about her worrying and wondering when she would call while holding my pillow and pretending it was her. Shes the first one I try to see when I come back and even come back early. Theres been times this week, everyday, many times everyday when I feel the buildup of passion I want to expell on her and it kills me. It feels like hell. I can't sleep, can't sit still, can't consentrate. Its driving me crazy. All I want is to embrace my biggest hug ever and lay in her arms.