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O, never say that I was false of heart,

Though absence seemed my flame to qualify.

As easy might I from myself depart

As from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie.

That is my home of love; if I have ranged,

Like him that travels I return again,

Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,

So that myself bring water for my stain.

Never believe, though in my nature reigned

All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood,

That it could so preposterously be stained

To leave for nothing all thy sum of good;

For nothing this wide universe I call

Save thou, my rose; in it thou art my all.

Today while I was buying dog food I realized you are still more than two weeks away from me. It has been a week since I saw you last. Considering the past week, it feels like two weeks will be forever.

I feel frustrated sometimes that you are gone. I know that it is a selfish feeling, but I can't help it :( Whatever, I guess. :( Even though you are gone and I feel bad sometimes, I am still happy you are in school. 

Uh. It is hard for me to write tonight. I want to tell you about what happened today, but when I think about it I just have a mental block. I mentioned that this blog was like a double edge sword. It helps me be closer to you, but at the same time it makes it feel like you are farther and farther away everyday.

I will write again when I am in better spirits.

I love you my wife.

Your husband.