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  1. Waiting

    by , 03-06-2009 at 01:11 PM
    I fight, while your in battle

    I cry, while your staying awake

    I am distant, while you are close to your men

    some times i wonder if this was all a mistake.

    But then i remember our first kiss, I remember the way you smile and the way you tell me you love me. I remember your touch before you left, and i remind myself of your touch when you return.

    The laptop is warm in my lap, a box of kleenax is on stand by, as i feel my world ...

    Updated 12-15-2009 at 09:30 PM by peachesmarine

  2. Growl

    by , 03-03-2009 at 03:56 PM
    I miss him. I'm edgy and bitchy. I have the strong urge to punch the crap out of and scream into a pillow, but I am stuck at work being productive. F it all. I want to hear from E. It's been weeks since he dropped off the radar completely.

    I hate that I am wholly dependent on someone else to relay info to him in this situation. I hate that someone who doesn't know me gets to decide whether or not to tell E that his girlfriend has officially reached the point where she needs contact ...
  3. Whitehorse

    by , 03-03-2009 at 12:45 PM
    [I][CENTER]Cause I'm not your princess
    This ain't a fairytale
    I'm gonna find someone, some day
    Who might actually treat me well.
    This is a big world, that was a small town
    There in my rear view mirror disappearing now.
    And it's too late for you and your White Horse[/CENTER][/I]
  4. I hate everything today

    by , 02-26-2009 at 11:20 AM
    I woke up this morning hating deployment, the Army, and that country. I want to scream. It's his birthday and I have no idea when he will be able to be in touch. I hate not being able to communicate with him. I hate long missions. I hate special days without him. I hate being apart for 366 days and counting. I hate his unit for not having his replacement already in country. I hate that this deployment should be over in 2 days, and it won't be. I hate that I have to be here at work when all I want ...
  5. Sometimes

    by , 02-25-2009 at 03:22 AM

    We're the last hope and fate
    For our family to take
    We're the last open saving grace
    When we posses a flaw
    We leave our family at a door
    That they're begging us to open
    Yes, we try to save
    The last word, our last name
    Yes, we take all that they can't feel
    We get up every day
    We take pills, drink the pain
    Trying to make it worth the wait

    These four years have been the longest