we seem so strong now and i thank God for that, i finally have someone who treats me the way you do but my thoughts keep bringing me forward to the day where i will have to leave you alone. i guess i am busy enough with my life and i'll try make it work. but we both know we won't be able to make it. so i'll pray that when i come back home, you'll be waiting for me. because i know i would do the same for you.
happy 8 months, Garfield. how i wish 8 doesn't exist because i hate the number 8. some people didn't think we would make it, me either. but you're made me the happiest i've ever been in a while. just getting a text from you makes me smile like the world's biggest idiot.
