You don’t know but I’m the girl that drags herself out of bed every morning so that he will be proud of her when he comes home. I’m the girl who lies in bed longing for him to be lying next to me. I’m the girl who sits quietly in class because all I can think about is the next moment that he’ll be in my arms again. You don’t know, but I’m the girl with a million things to say, but none will come out without the thought of him. I’m the girl who checks my phone every five seconds just to make sure I haven’t missed his call. You tell me you know how I feel and that you understand what I’m going through; you have no idea. What you don’t realize is that I understand the true meaning of not only love, but of longing and anticipation. I am one of the girls who will make friends with complete strangers for only they can even begin to understand what I am going through. You don’t understand that I picture his face everywhere I go and that he is with me in everything I do. You tell me that you support the troops; I tell you, I’m in love with one.