dear keith,

it's my first night away from you and so far I have to say it hasn't been as awful as I'd imagined it to be. of course, I haven't tried to sleep yet.

I guess we'll see how that goes.

not much to say I guess considering I saw you 12 hours ago and talked to you on the phone even more recently. the sound of your voice was scary. you sounded normal again. "I can't really talk right now" you said, and I don't know why...

not to sound petty and jealous, but I could have sworn there was a girl's voice in the background. not that I didn't expect that to happen eventually, just that it's a little soon... don't you think?

anyway, not that it needs to be said, but I still love you just as much. maybe more. maybe it just hasn't set in yet that you're not where I am. here it's dark and quiet and I'm about to go to bed alone. I can't remember the last night I spent apart from you.

I guess I'm scared.

I guess I'm worried that you'll forget everything, or that I will. at this point I don't know what's more worrisome.

I miss you a whole bunch. I love you even more than that. it's hard for me not to make plans to come see you next weekend, but I know it's too soon. maybe it won't be by then.

either way I still completely belong to you for all intents and purposes. I hope that's okay with you.