You don't know, but I'm the girl who cries every morning, and hopes every night for his safe return.
I'm the girl who drags herself out of bed every morning so that he will be proud of her when he comes home.
I'm the girl who lies in bed longing for him to be lying next to me.
I'm the girl who sits quietly because all I can think about is that next moment when he will safely be in my arms again.
You don't know, but I'm the girl with a million things to say, but not one will come out without the thought of him.
I'm the girl who checks my cell phone every five seconds just to make sure I haven't missed his call.
I'm the girl who stops and stares and wishes for him to return soon each and every time another man in uniform walks by.
What you don't know is that I know love on an entirely different level from most.
I know the love that spans time and space; that love that most people are constantly searching for.
I'm one of the girls who waits months for a single kiss; a kiss that will make the months apart worth every second. A kiss where everything in the world stops and for what seems like eternity, you can see into that person's soul and know that without them, life is not worth living.
I know more love in one homecoming, than most know in a life time.
You don't know that every time he leaves part of me goes with him and part of him stays with me.
You tell me that people change and I tell you, true love with always remain constant and steady.
You tell me, I'm too young to be married, I tell you, and I'm too in love to not be.
You tell me you know how I feel and that you understand what I'm going through; you have no idea.
What you don't realize is that I understand the true meaning of not only love, but of longing and anticipation.