Missing My Marine

The day he left was the hardest day of my life. We had to be up at 05:00 to finish packing his stuff and head out to base. We go there around 07:00 and started making the rounds for him to pick up his weapon and drop off his bags at the bus. I helped him carry his cbag and seriously felt like I was going to fall over. It was kind of funny. After we dropped everything off they let us have "family time" out on the beach that was a few minutes away on base. It was nice because we were able to spend some time alone just sitting on the beach and in a way pretending he wouldn't have to leave. It was hard because I knew that even though he was holding me and kissing me that in a few hours he would be gone and I wouldn't see him again for god only knows how long. After the beach we had to go back up to the buses that would take the guys to the plane. That was very emotional for both of us and I tried really hard not to cry and I think I did a pretty good job but he go teary eyed to and before he left he walked me to my car, gave me a hug and a kiss, and asked me to drive home. He figured that having me be the one to leave would be easier but it wasn't. It still hurt.

Now I just wait for his phone calls and for the day when he will finally be home again.

AllieKatt87 AllieKatt87
18-21, F
Feb 23, 2009