Recessive Traits

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Check it out:

Here's the deal. I love you. You're the hottest thing ever. I will never hate you, never stay mad at you, and never want to be mad at you. I am really sorry it got that bad today, I know that we're both just stressed at the situation. I really don't want to be here. But you know what? I've found a comrade in that: Howard. He and I are going through the same thing. His wife feels exactly like you do. So he's getting the same feedback I am (degenerative). We both hate it here, we both want to be with the loves of our respective lives, and we both want out of the Corps.
I know I am doing well, (for once) and I am proving myself, but I don't like being this far away. On one hand, I can see how this will really help us. I am learning so much: Technical skills, people skills, networking, how to love you. All this is very applicable in the real world.
But I can't wait to marry you. I can't wait to have made it. To have done what we will have done. I can't wait to smile at you on our wedding night, and tell you that I really do love all of you and you never worry again about it. Because I know you're beautiful inside, I know you're beautiful outside, and I know you've got nothing to worry about because there's nothing that you could ever do to dissuade me from my opinion that you're a hottie. A TOTAL hottie.
Don't forget that.
Chris

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Walking. Pacing, we wander in circles.
This love we have just won’t let us go.
Our fate hangs on us like iron shackles;
We’re destined for better than this, I know.

My dreams won’t come, all I see is pain.
I can’t stand being apart from you.
To think I did this for our gain.
How could I have been such a fool?

If you still find it in you to Love me,
I promise to show you what you desire.
I know that one day, we can be happy.
And nothing can put out that fire.

But now, the time, it isn’t right.
They keep me here, I can’t be your man.
Keep walking forward, lets find that light,
Look beside you, I’ll be the one holding your hand.