The days are longer and you're not here yet...

I love you.

I feel like to you, I say this too frequently, but to me, it's never enough.

I could be angry with you for the things you say, the way you joke, the distance between us, but I'll still love you. 

This summer has been so weird to me.  Usually, I don't have to think twice about what I'm missing when I take the extra time to walk to ball practice or pick up a shift.  The past two summers of my life have been spent single, working whenever I could, laying in the sun  when I wasn't, and hanging out all night long with whoever I wanted to. 
Now, it's sort of the same thing, but I feel bad, leaving you to your devices when you'd normally only have a little while to talk.  My life has to go on, apart from you, right? (I don't mean this in a bad way, just very basic.  I cannot spend an entire summer waiting for you to come home.)  You tell me I need hobbies and for me, in Mount Pleasant, Michigan, in the summertime, being outside is one of them... spending time playing softball, hanging out with my friends. 
There's something about the unpredictibility of it.  I love not knowing where a night's going to end up.  I like ending up shooting the shit with a friend and having it turn into too many drinks and an all-night chat session.  I like pizza and beer after a win on the field.  And I like spending time with the people I care about, especially when the days are so long.  I'd give ANYTHING to be able to share this summer with you as well.  Tubing down the Chip, ice cream at Doozie's, and late night walks around campus... these things would be so much better with someone to hold my hand.  Someone to laugh with, splash water at, tackle in the sand... Yep, I'm a hopeless romantic. 

The great news is that you say you could get your orders as soon as next week. I feel like things have been a little rough the past couple of weeks.  I'm easily annoyed these days, too much on my mind, and you're distant, due to a block leave that you didn't come home for and new video game releases all the time. I have to remember that you have your life and your hobbies too. There's something good about that, you know... a man who has ways to occupy his time.  I like it.  Also, a man with friends too!  How amazing! :P

I guess it just hit me about how unfair I can be sometimes.  I know that I miss you, and that you know that... but honestly, what's the point in telling you so often?  I guess this is the last time, for awhile that I'll remind you how much I wish you were with me.  It's only what, like 5-6 weeks until you're home by now? That's not long to wait... and with a summer full of tubing, softball, and friends in Mount Pleasant, it really won't take too long to fly by.

Aaron Stow, I cannot wait for you to be here.  I look forward to the smallest things, someone to come home to after a long day, someone to wake up next to every morning, someone to hold hands with on a walk to the mailbox.  I even look forward to (I can't believe I'm going to admit this out loud) making you a sandwich while you're too attached to the newest game and your unfailing guild of nerds to remember lunch.

I love you.

Come home to me soon, Specialist Stow.

Beautiful

Even a moment of your time is so special to me.  I know that there have been so many problems trying to get text messages to go through, to get time to actually get on Skype when I work so many night shifts and you have such early days for PT.  I know that your decision to type up an e-mail means so  much.  And the last one was the best thing I've ever read.

I love you.

I can't wait until I can kiss you every day and every night.

I'm sick today, which you know.  I've always been very good at taking care of myself, but I'm reminded in this moment that soon you'll be here and I won't NEED to any more.  Not that I won't try, we're both pretty stubborn people, but it will be so good to know that I won't HAVE to be on my own  with everything anymore.  I'll have someone around to cook dinner for, to snuggle with, and maybe even someone to ask to bring me an ice pack if I get injured playing softball (or cleaning the house, you know me, I'm pretty clumsy) or run out to get soup when I'm not feeling well.

I hope everything works out with us, I really do.