Each day it gets closer and closer. Each day it hurts more and more. Nightmares of sleeping alone, nightmares of hearing your voice with just a ghost to be seen. 9 months, so little time in the comparison of a lifetime forever. You go to do your job and I’ll stay home to do mine. I’ll keep the house, pay the bills, raise our son. Each day will get easier, at least so I am told. I love you…
My heart races at every touch; at every look. Never in my life would I of known my hand would be yours. Never would I of imagined someone could sweep me off my feet. Everyday you give more of yourself to a nation who could never love you like I do. Yet you fight, you serve, you leave our bed to pain. You’re selfless, brave, and so much more. I love you my infantry man. Today you’re serving our nation. Forever you’re mine.
Lolz I love you Skittles!
The “Adam Ballard”
Meaning: 1: to pose in over 300 “selfies” in the same exact pose. 2: To cover ones self in “hipster” tattoos.
I always wondered how cookies always turned out different. Now that I have this handy “chart,” I can figure it out:)
Loving these tips
You’re strong, not just physically but emotionally. You know how to turn off your tough exterior to be the warm marshmallow i know you are. To me you’re more than a rank, or a number, you’re mu husband. The father of my child. My best friend that holds me near in the dark. You’re lips that shout a cadence are the same lips that whisper my name. I didn’t know I’d fall in love with you, but now that I have I couldn’t imagine life any other way.