| He's leaving. |
[08 Jul 2009|10:47pm] |
He leaves in October.
To fight a war he doesn't want to.
It shouldn't have been this soon.
I don't know what to do.
I had a plan.
I could deal with the few months apart knowing he was safe and knowing we could talk each night.
It's not going to be okay.
Glad I thought I had a plan.
I don't know how to deal.
He could be gone for a year.
A year of not seeing, holding, kissing him.
I just had him a few days ago.
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