It's one of those days.
I wrote this while I was in my Anthropology class. 2/25/08
I feel like I'm gonna cry again. I miss Kyle so bad. I keep on thinking about him since yesterday that I had a nightmare about him. He didn't die in my dream but he was injured. I hate having nightmares about him. I tried to keep myself busy so I won't feel as bad as I would but it was really hard. It's hard to keep yourself busy when you miss the person you really care about.
It is really hard not being able to see, talk, and touch him, and look at his gorgeous green eyes whenever I want to. Before, when I look at his picture, it makes me smile but now it makes me sad because I miss him so much. Even if I try to think about all the nice stuff we did when he was home, I still get really sad. What's one of the many things that makes me happy? hearing his voice. I think he has the most beautiful voice in the world. Just hearing him speak on the telephone makes me smile. *sigh*
I have a picture of us in my bookbinder and it was taken the day he left for Iraq. I pretty much remember how I was like on that day. I was sick, I looked like crap, and I was really sad. It was hard for me to concentrate on school too. It may sound like I'm exaggerating but they're all true.
I can't wait until all of this is over. Three more months.
I feel like I'm gonna cry again. I miss Kyle so bad. I keep on thinking about him since yesterday that I had a nightmare about him. He didn't die in my dream but he was injured. I hate having nightmares about him. I tried to keep myself busy so I won't feel as bad as I would but it was really hard. It's hard to keep yourself busy when you miss the person you really care about.
It is really hard not being able to see, talk, and touch him, and look at his gorgeous green eyes whenever I want to. Before, when I look at his picture, it makes me smile but now it makes me sad because I miss him so much. Even if I try to think about all the nice stuff we did when he was home, I still get really sad. What's one of the many things that makes me happy? hearing his voice. I think he has the most beautiful voice in the world. Just hearing him speak on the telephone makes me smile. *sigh*
I have a picture of us in my bookbinder and it was taken the day he left for Iraq. I pretty much remember how I was like on that day. I was sick, I looked like crap, and I was really sad. It was hard for me to concentrate on school too. It may sound like I'm exaggerating but they're all true.
I can't wait until all of this is over. Three more months.