Just missing him <3

It's 2 in the morning and I literally can't go to bed. Do you know how hard it is to try and accustom to sleeping without The Boy again? It's been 15 relative days in paradise besides the rainy weather in Hawaii and the occasional bouts of dramas from family members on both sides of the relationship. And now I just miss him. I miss falling asleep in his arms. I miss taking afternoon naps or sleeping in till literally after noon time. Yes, the number one thing we did this vacation is sleep. The Boy justifies that when we're on vacation time, we get to sleep 14 to 16 hours compared to the average requirement for decent sleep of 8 hours for him and 6 hours for me. So while he sleeps, I take pictures and while I place my head on his chest, listening to his symphonic range of snores as my breathe/head raises and falls with each breathe he takes. I simply just love him.

I wish he would give me a call right now. I wish I wasn't sleeping when he called earlier. So I could have talk to him longer and tell him that I miss him like crazy and that this next month with playing catch-up with school and work plus me going through withdrawals from him, I might just need another vacation to recover from the backlash of this past vacation. I wish I could ask him the silly mundane questions about his flights, his layover, his itinerary once he reaches Afghanistan. I wish I could tell him that I'm sending him a package tomorrow so that he'll get it once he reach Afghanistan. I also wish I could tell him that he can tell me any problems that he has with his family--things that he hasn't already told me--and that even though I can't solve everything, I can help him bear the burden and besides if you don't tell your person your problems, how else would they get a chance to show you that they love you? And that no matter what the circumstance/dilemma is, we'll tackle/conquer/survive/endure it together and we'll be alright in the end. I wish I could tell him that I have loved every single moment that I've spend with him and that I can't wait to start spending the rest of my life with him. I wish I could have told him that he's my future hubby and I'll follow him to the ends of the earth and into the dark. I wish I wasn't so sleepy earlier that I couldn't carry on a conversation and now all I can do is lay awake and think of him. (Don't worry, everything that I wish I could have told him, I've already told him before.)

Now it seems like the one thought/question in my mind is that what's the happiest and/or most romantic day of your life? And how does the events/experiences of that day reflects you? And it all boils down to The Boy. I know now with a certainty that he is the one that I want to marry.