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He tells me that he misses the dogs, and sleeping in his own bed, but he never says that he misses me. He doesn't ask if i'm doing okay. He has time to post FB updates, but not enough to text me goodnight. I think the worst part of him being gone is knowing that i'm the only one who's hurting because of the distance between us. Without him i'm empty and miserable; without me, he's...just fine.