its like running a marathon the ends so close yet so far when you cant breath
months of sitting by the phone
waiting by the comp, praying for happiness again
month of sleepless nights
tears on the pillow, tossing and turning
so much pain so much sadness so much hurt
you feel like your running the longest marathon
each month a mile
more tired with each passing day
the you see the finish line
is so close nearly in arms reach
but seems so far away because you cant breath
you see your marine standing at the finish line
yet it feel like it will never come.
you Finlay cross that line, brake thew the yellow tape
your finaly in his arms again.
never wanting to run a deployment marathon again.
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