Here+Without+You

//"Pour out your radiance, O stars, and do not hold.// //Your loveliest shining from Earth's outworn shell.// //Pure and cold your radiance, pure and cold,// //My dead friends faces as well."//

Here Without You

I remember it like it was yesterday. Him leaving twice. Walking out the door, his duffle bang slung over his shoulder, his sleeping bag in his left hand, and his camouflage uniform on alone with his other uniforms packed up. His kiss on my forehead. The first time he left I was 2 maybe 2 1/2, i don't remember. I do remember crying myself to sleep for almost a year. My birthday, Christmas, Thanksgiving, New Years, and even Father's Day without him. My mind contradicting me, not knowing whether he'd come back or not. When he came back hours felt like minutes, but then when he'd leave again and months would feel like years. Every time he left my heart would break a little more. My family was torn apart, with my dad gone. So many birthday's missed, so many memories created without him. Him leaving wasn't what was hard, it was knowing whether he'd come back or not.

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