the weekend

So it's the weekend. D is in the states but in wisconsin or michigan...one of those places, i forget. End of October he'll go to Iraq....that's when I'm going to really start to worry. I really want him to come home alive ya know?? I want to date him and be allowed to love him and kiss him and be held by him. I want more....but gotta start there. A year is so long. I wonder if he'll give me the address to write to him at. I really want to send him snail mail. Plus, then I can send him packages!! (which i fully intend to do!)

So I'm at a point where I don't really know how I feel about D. We haven't really spent all that much time together...but we've talked a lot...all of this has been enough for me to love everything he is and about him...that I know...obviously i don't know everything of maybe even all that much about him. But I love everything that I know. I think I may love him....but I don't even know. i mean, at this point we're just friends and we keep in contact texting and all.

I do miss talking to him everyday...when he was in yakima we were talking every day..but he was only gone for a month. and we were planning on spending time when he got back. we ended up only hangin out once. the first night he was home. after that he was super busy so i didn't get to see him again.

bye