My heart both strengthens and breaks every time my short visits with Logan end. The goodbyes are never easy nor do they become easier after the fourth time or so. With every goodbye, the heavy thoughts of knowing I don’t get to feel the touch of his hand on my face, or the sensation of his lips touching my lips for another 4-5 months linger heavily. As every day passes I see other couples who get the pleasure of seeing their significant other every day or even at least once a week and I get sad, but I remind myself the strength of my relationship and how much love out relationship will have once Logan returns home and we begin our life. But some nights I lay in bed and just long for one short goodnight kiss, for Logan to play with my hair, or even just for his hand to hold. So here’s to another 4 months until I see the love of my life and 7 months until he’s home for good.