The first day was the hardest, I almost cried when I said that final "goodbye" and when I realized you would be more than 1,000 miles away from me without any type of communication, I panicked, I asked myself these crazy questions, and put all these unreliable thoughts in my own head, but thats not fair to you, and it wasnt fair to me either.
I tried for 5 days straight to call you, to find a calling card that worked, and still, no use. On my birthday I talked to you for 6 minutes, on and off because each phone card gave me about 120 seconds, just enough time to tell you "my phone card sucks, and Ill call you back in about a minute". I havent talked to you since, and its been 8 days.
We the people who dont go a couple of hours without talking to eachother have gone 3 weeks without an actual phone conversation with some sort of substance. Only 10 days until I see your pretty face again, (you hate it when I call you pretty). And in your own words, "I miss you already".
