I probably should’ve worked with the lighting more, but here’s another picture. ~ (:
I’m missing you every day. I’m anxiously awaiting in August when I can see you again! I hate how you have to be gone for 7 months, and these 2 months I have to endure without seeing or talking to you, because you’re hard at work in Basic Training. You make me so proud, baby. I understand everything now.. how distance makes the heart grow fonder. To be frank, I can feel my old self coming back and my insecurities draining itself out. While the old may be coming and the negative fading, I can understand my new will stay, and some old will return. As the days go by my love surely grows further than it was the day before, I mean it — that’s a fact, and it will continue to do so.
I keep imagining the moment I see you again in August, on our Two Year Anniversary, embracing you tightly, tears streaming down both our faces. Both of us different from what we used to be—you coming back a man, and me becoming stronger than I am now.
I keep telling myself, “don’t say anything negative in your letters, he doesn’t need that!” and, “tell him what you think about your future, talk about it, say positive things!” but it’s so hard. I want to roll over about how much I fucking miss you to death and how much it pained me after the first day of not being able to speak or hear from you, I think I would’ve been a lot better off knowing you’re okay, but your parents and family need that first call first. I know, next week, I will be your second call —and I hope your T.I.’s at least allow 10 minutes, or even 15 minutes— to talk to you.
I will say it again, and I don’t give a fuck who’s annoyed, I miss and love you so fucking much baby. 200 days till I see you again, mon amour.
I will forever love you, weirdness, dorkyness, everything. ♥ Words cannot seriously explain how much I legit love you!!!
Webcam+Glasses = eugck.
Another one of my GFX created today.