I don't know if you'll get the opportunity to read this, but I wanted to say it anyway. Sure, I could've said it out loud to myself or written it down on some random scrap of paper somewhere, but to be honest, I guess I'm hoping that you will somehow see it.
I miss you. I miss you more than you know. Several months have already gone by since you left, but that doesn't mean that I ache for you any less. That isn't to say that I'm sad. No, I'm glad that you are doing what you're doing. It makes me happy and proud that you are over there, and that you are dedicated. Joy is the first thing I feel when I think of you.
Please forgive me if