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March 3rd

Emmett,

Its hard to believe that you have only been gone for eighteen long hours. I keep waiting for you to call or pull up in your old rusty pick up truck. Everything seems too quiet and empty without you here. How did your plane ride go? I'm not sure when you will get this but hopefully you will be settled in when you finally do. I spent the night laying in bed imagining you were next to me. Sometimes I almost had myself fooled in believing you were there. Your scent still lingers on my pillows, a strong mixture of cinnamon and sandal wood.

Is it selfish for me to say that I hope you were thinking of me the whole time you were flying to base? When I looked out to the starry night I said a silent prayer and was hoping you were looking at the same brightly lit star as me. That even though we are miles apart maybe we could still have that connection. I want you to miss me as much as I miss you but yet I don't want you to feel this yearning pain.

So far today I have thought about every aspect of our lives together. How we have been entwined into each other since we were knee high. I remember everything about the exact day I noticed you. We were both ten and it was valentines day. My little heart was bursting from joy at all the valentines I had received but yours was different. Two uniquely beautiful ice skaters graced the cover of it, my favorite sport and somehow you had known that. You changed in my eyes that day, no longer were you the pesky sandy haired boy who would chase me at recess. You were replaced with the deep brown eyed boy of my puppy love affection.

Time seemed to pass and then we were sixteen and in love, some say lust but no I always felt the love in my heart. The exact moment I realized I needed you in my life stands out also in my mind. It was the day we skipped school and went to Coney island. I know you remember now as you read these words because it was also the first time we really looked at each other and admitted our feelings. When I close my eyes that day comes back so clear. Corndogs and funnel cakes fill my nose as the sound of children running around the hard plank of the wood bounce around my head. We rode every ride we could till it made us sick and then we laid out on the shore. I shared with you that the beach was my favorite place to ever go. That it really didn't matter which one or which ocean but it was just the feeling that developed in me when I was there. A sense of belonging and happiness that sometimes you only see in children. I remember thinking in that moment that you were my ocean. Your face was the beauty of the waves and the smell of salt was your intoxicating presence. I wanted to be washed away by you. I loved you then and knew, just like I loved the ocean.

Then yesterday happened and I was confused. My heart was clinging to you, scared to have you leave. My mind was proud that you had decided to go and do something so brave but yet I was still angry. Seeing you in your green uniform changed everything though. The brown of your eyes stood out like chocolate, while the deep curls of your hair had been trimmed but were still beautiful. After you boarded the plane I watched and waited for you to take off. I had to have the proof that you were leaving me for nine months and then you were gone. My tears almost blinded me as I drove back home, but then I stopped babe I promise you that. It took a lot but I knew you would hate me being miserable so I really am going to try to be happy during this process.

I want to look forward and think about what our future may hold. The summer wedding we have talked about along the beach. Our close friends and family there as we devote everything to each other. What if we have a buddle of children together. Each one shimmering characteristics of yours such as stubbornness, humor and humility. If each of these things happen then I will be completely happy with that. My heart almost wants to jump from joy even imagining such things could happen to us.

For now though, I will write you everyday or every chance I get. Every detail of my day as well as every emotion that filters through my body will be shared with you. I want you to feel as if you are right here with me instead of battling our enemies. In return I would hope you would do the same. Share everything with me Emmett. Even if you think it will scare me because whatever it is, I want to be scared together.

I love you with a burning passion that could not possibly ever be extinguished. You're the sun rising and setting to my day. We can get through this time apart together.

Love always,

Rosalie