Ok, to start with... 2 months to go!!

Now that I've got that out there... I knew this was going to be hard. I know it's never going to get easier when we're apart. I hate not being able to touch you at any second of the day, or week, or month... You're on my mind every moment, I honestly live for you. I swear words don't do my love for you justice. I even tried saying it in a different language to see if it felt stronger...but words can't make it stronger. I need to touch you.
I know you tell me not to worry, and I tell you the same... But I can't help it. I'm terrified that you'll get sick of waiting. I don't ever want to lose you, I don't know how I'll live without you. You're the one for me. Now that I've found you, I can't even remember my life without you. It seems so meaningless now that I know what this feels like...
I love you more than anyone or anything in this world and I always will. I hate the waiting. But I love that I'll never give up. I love that I get to wait for YOU, my prize.