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I miss you so much. I wish you'd come home. Had I known you'd be gone this long, I would have hugged you a little tighter. Talked to you a little longer. I would have held your hand like there's no tomorrow.

I miss you. And that's all that I am now. It's hard longing for someone who's so far away.
A room full of people is shamefully insignificant without you. It's you that I constantly long to see. You that I want talking to me. You that I want by my side.

I miss you so much it hurts. I can cry all I want but that's not gonna bring you home-- no matter how hard I wish it could. I try not to think about it, and most of the time I succeed. But whenever I fail, I cry and pray hard. Pray for God to bring you home.

Because I want you here. Where I can hold you and be with you for real. I don't mind sharing you with your friends or other girls whenever you're here. I just wanna know you're near. I want to be able to feel you.

Have I told you that your hugs are unlike anything in this world? When you wrap me around your arms I feel like I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be. It feels so good and comforting. God. I miss you so much.

But I honestly mean it when I say it's okay and I understand that you can't come home yet. Really. It's all good.

I just really miss you already. And it's breaking my heart.
But I love you, and I am holding on. No matter how long it takes.
It's you I want. You that I love. Always. and Forever.