Stage Two: Fear

Why is she not answering her phone? Is it off? Is it dead?

That's it. It must be dead, I'll try her again later.

Or...

I just hope she's ok, I mean, hey I love her. If anything happened to her, I'd be crushed.

(Again, sane stuff for last)

Day Two, or is it One and a Half?: I realize that this may seem rather silly, it's only been 40 odd hours, but you have to understand that I believe that this is much more than just a normal relationship. It's so much more. It's the kind where a second away from you is too much. A day away seems like a life time. And a day in which I get to see you is a day of which I would walk over hot ashes for.

I was away from you for 10 days earlier last month. That was different, though. That was me going away, being distracted by my vacation. This time, I'm not distracted by the vast ocean and the task at hand, sailing. My mind is left alone to think about you.

Please come home soon. Please. I miss you. I miss you so so so much. Even in saying that, I'm not saying what I really want. It's much more. I ... I need you.

Le sigh, I guess I just have to wait a little longer. :(

Love you,

Tyler