Dear deployed boyfriend,
Wow. Ten whole weeks ago we kissed goodbye at the airport and I came home alone, a sad sad day if there ever was one. While we had been told it was only for a few weeks, we both knew the likelihood was it would be longer, and we were right. Which is why you prepared me for the worst with a card to open ‘when I get delayed’ which made me both laugh and cry when I needed it. Cry, for obvious reasons. And laugh, because of how little faith we had that a few weeks would be a few weeks.
What have you missed in that time? Well, hundreds and hundreds of hugs and kisses, hand holds and I-love-you’s. So many cups of tea, and walks by the river. Nights where we sleep curled around each other, and mornings waking up in each others arms. Many meals together, and cooking in the kitchen as a team. Days with your family, and nights just us. Planning our wedding, trying for a baby, team showers and Sunday roasts. All of it, the mundane and the magical.
I’ve had enough of being alone, of missing you, of feeling incomplete.
Please please please come home.
Send me a text or an email or SOMETHING. This wait is arduous, and I just want it to end. I need you home, I need to hold you, I need to look into your beautiful eyes and tell you that I love you!
I need you.