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12:35am: She's back!
Tricia is back! Yay! It's funny, you know, when we first saw each other, it seemed like we didn't recognize the other. There was a strange moment, where we were on the phone, and I stood there - waiting for her to arrive. We were talking on the phone, something we did every day.

And then, there we were. A strange, odd couple of seconds passed where we seemed to realize that the phone part of our relationship was gone and there we were. A group of seconds where we seemed to pause, akwardness filling the void.

Then we stepped forward and hugged, all of that akwardness and the hesitation melted away right then and there. Our kiss - the first we've shared since I left seven weeks ago - was something of recognition, which as well took a second to realize. But as soon as our lips parted, I knew - I KNEW - this was what I've been missing. Immediately, everything falls into place and it feels like she never left.

My heart is pounding, my arms still feel her body holding her, and my lips feels longing for her. I'm so happy she's back. Even now, my tears are welling up in my eyes.

I sit back, now, and think about the moments we shared. She's looks so beautiful. She's lost weight, her hair has grown out and . . . well, there's something special about her that makes ache to tear my gaze away from her.

I love you, Tricia.

I hold onto today, and think not of Sunday, when we part again.

I hold onto today, and think of all the other days we'll have.

I hold onto today, and she holds onto my heart.

"I missed that sound."

~W~

1:16am: Eh . . . one slight problem . . .
Okay. So, Tricia's back and that's wonderfully great and I love it. And one of the best things about Tricia coming home is that I get to see those lovely drawings of hers. A talent, that Tricia Clem is.

Over 3/4 of those drawings? Yeah, they're of Kyle. I think I have two. It's just a little upsetting, you know? I mean, I AM the boyfriend.

I respect, very much, Tricia and Kyle's friendship. I've come to accept it and I'm very happy for them both. But . . . I mean, there were A LOT of pictures. Very nice, well-drawn pictures.

But of Tricia cuddling with Kyle. Playing around with Kyle. Hugging Kyle. It's . . . just . . . you know . . .

Kyle is great guy. He's sensitive, caring and just an all-around nice guy. He and Tricia share a lot in common. Kyle and Tricia have been friends longer than I've known either of them. Not much longer, but longer. Tricia even had a thing for him before she fell for me. Besides, Kyle's not even interested in her . . .

But, I guess, I just . . .

Where am I, you know? I have TWO pictures, when Kyle easily has TWO DOZEN. It's stupid for me to get upset about this, but I just feel like now . . . we spent so much time away from each other. And away from Kyle.

The two are such good friends, so there are bound to be pictures. That's fine. Hey, yeah, that's cool.

But where are my pictures? Where the pictures of me and Tricia cuddling? Or me and Tricia hugging? Or me and Tricia playing around?

Tricia, I know you're reading this, so I just want you to know something. I'm not saying this because I want you to feel bad. I guess I'm just feeling a little stupid and jealous. Don't feel like you have to draw a bunch of pictures of us just because I'm upset, because that's not what I want. Don't worry about it, sweetheart. It's just so good to have you home. That's what matters.

~W~