to hope is a dangerous thing. and yet thats all i find myself doing. i love him with all my heart. and he loves me. he says that things will be fine, and that he will be here soon. i hope for his sake he is. i worry about him so much. hes not happy where hes at and i know that. and yet i feel bad because his mom is there. he tells me i shouldnt but i do. i dont want him to think that he has to be here just for me. i want him to be here because he wants to be. i'm hoping these next few weeks go by quickly so we can be together. i hope that hes happy here. i hope things arent too tough for us. i hope that life with me is everything hes expected and more. i hope that i can make his dreams come true. i miss him more than he knows. oh march is close but not close enough. 7 months without him feels like an enternity, worse than 5 years without knowing his touch. to hope is a very dangerous thing..it leaves too much room for things to go wrong.