i find it funny that no matter how many dates i go on, or how many cute boys i meet, i don't seem to get those crazy swarming butterflies i get when i get an email, or a letter, or better yet a tape from you. although you're 2500+ miles away the thought of you puts the biggest smile on my face. it's been 9 months now since i've last seen you. sometimes it feels as if time is rushing on by and i hardly notice how long it's been since i've seen that sun kissed skin and that magnificent smile. and sometimes it feels like you're never coming home. but over everything i've come to love Wednesdays. why? because Wednesdays are our days....i get one hour sometimes more sometimes less to just sit and chat with you over email. you'd think that because i haven't seen you, or really talked to you that my love for you would wither or not be as strong. but it seems to shock me that every wednesday, or every random letter i get feels as if i just saw you the day before. it's funny how when you want something bad enough everything seems to fall into place, things become a lot easier, and the end goal becomes your main focus.