We’ve officially been apart for five days now. 

Five. 

It’s killing me that I can’t see you or hold you; kiss you or touch you. My heart breaks every time that I look over in the middle of the night and you aren’t next to me. I wish I was exaggerating, but I’m not.

I know that this is temporary. I will see you soon. I can sleep soundly knowing that you love me and that I love you. But it’s hard to get through the days without your company. 

And I have to think, can my heart take this for an entire year when we both leave the country? I don’t know. I do know that I deal with this distance again and again if it meant always being with you. There is no doubt in my mind that we can make it. I love you more than I ever thought possible and I know we can tough it out. 

I would just much rather have you with me always.