Words of a Military Wife

When you leave our front door, I expect to see you again. No matter if it's only for five minutes. I'd always expect you back. When you do come back, I'll be happy like the first time we met. First time our eyes could connect. My soul wants to hold you. So tightly. Forever. Eternity, my dear. Eternity. I'll always want you. There's not a day that passes by when I'd want you to hold me. I'd always want your touch. That gentle, innocent touch of your fingertips that run across my skin. Your touch, your lips are always on my mind as I fall in love with you every single time.