Sitting, Wishing, Waiting...
Now all I have to do is wait. Its only been two days. Why does it feel like forever? Why does 72 days seem like eternity. Because it is. It might as well be. Come home soon. Come home early. Its been too long already. You are miserable and you miss me so just quit. Give up. Come back to me and everything that you love. I drempt about you last night. I thought about you all morning, half awake half asleep, dreaming and praying secretly that you would get overwhelmed and take the next flight home. It wont happen but I can hope right? I can convince myself that everything will be okay while your gone. That its not forever and things will be okay when you return. But I am onl fooing myself. Its going to take forever. Its going to feel as long as it is and Im going to hate every sinle fucking day that your are not here and that I am waiting. I hate waiting. BUt that is all I ever do. That is what I have spent my life doing. It figures. I am used to it. I wish the days would go by faster. I wish you would be here for this summer and forever. I miss you. I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I MISS YOU! come home right now. this instant. NOW. I hate everything.