He’s been back in Afghanistan for 2 months now and his scent is STILL on his jacket. I miss that boy so much.

I won’t make a promise I know I can’t keep, I’ll do my best to make it home to you.

Oh, by the way Tumblr.

Today is March 14th.

Do you know what that means?

That means, that exactly 4 years ago today, at this exact time, I was at the movie theater in town, getting ready to see Horton Hears a Who. It was mine and Dillon’s very first date ever. After the movie, out in my car, he asked me to be his girlfriend. I miss him so much, hopefully this is the last anniversary we have to spend apart from one another.

I love you Dillon.

Happy Four Year Anniversary :)

I would give anything just to hear your voice right now, just to know that you’re okay, just to know that you’re alive.

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You barely left last week, but I already feel like you’re so close to coming home again. Just six months…

Dillon’s been gone for two days now.. I’m forcing myself to pick up his clothes… To put away his paint supplies.. To clean up everything that reminds me of him that’s scattered around my room.. To get readjusted to living my life alone.. I can’t wait for this deployment to be over.

Our last picture together at the airport.

Carry on, no need to read this.

Dillon left this morning to go back to Afghanistan, and I don’t EVER remember feeling this down after he’s left. Maybe I just never payed much attention to it. I was perfectly fine through work, and then I was walking up the sidewalk and started feeling sad, got inside and took off my work shoes, got into my room and just burst into tears because I knew he wasn’t going to be in here tonight. I saw his sweatpants and a tshirt he wore a few days ago, so I hurried and showered to get the work smell off of me so I could get his clothes on. I’m getting ready to get into bed to snuggle the jacket he wore the whole time he was home, still crying since I got home, cried all through my shower, cried getting dressed, I’m crying right now, and I’ll probably cry myself to sleep. I feel SO unmotivated too. I didn’t do anything at work. I don’t want to go to work tomorrow, or the next day, or the next day, etc. I don’t want to go to school. Fuck, I don’t even want to leave my room. I don’t even want to get out from underneath my covers. I just want this to all be done. I want this to be over with. I’m tired of waiting, I just want to fast forward to happily ever after, to the day where I get to wrap my arms around him and know that I never have to be away from him again. I’m so tired. Emotionally tired… I just want to sleep forever.