I Need to Vent

I don't understand how one WANTS to go to Afghanistan. Next week will either break or make us...I don't want you to get deployed, but if this is what you want who am I to b-tch and complain about you fulfilling your duty. Just know I'll support you either way. This is hard...I have no idea where you and I stand. You have a way with me and I hate waiting to see you....I just want you back in my arms; miss seeing you smile and kiss me while softly places scratches on my back.

Come home.