It is hard when the heart becomes ridged to deal
with separation and the dire sense of loss. The impatience
and apathy is hardest for me.
Most days i numb myself, most days she becomes
my beacon of strength, the light in this world of solitude.
I never realized how absolutely alone I have felt, she makes
it more noticeable.
74 days till i see her, till then life is strange for me,
the change is becoming more despairing. But I am learning
a new kind of patience while the nights become colder and
the days brim with doubt and fear.
Of one thing i am sure, she is mine
and i am entirely hers.
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