The one night I fall asleep not looking at your picture before closing my eyes tight and not dreaming of anything else, you call my phone up.
I wake up to the very last ring of the phone and see your name on the caller ID, I hurry to pick it up but when I do, your already gone, then there goes my voice mail.
I nearly cry at hearing your voice and not being able to respond back, that I don't even make out what your saying the first time. It hurt to know the number yet not being able to call you...your in Iraq, the number is threw the base, it's a one way dialing and I just missed your call with my bad timing.
Night before I fell asleep earlier then usual, my eyes opening at seeing you log off before I knew you were on with me and my horrible timing. I missed you again, when I was already missing you all the time.
But right as I start cussing you come back and make me smile.
So I listen to my voice mail again hearing
"I love ya baby have a good night, I'm doing alright don't worry I'll be safe and home sooner then it feels."
I may be bad at timing but it seems that somehow I found you right when I needed to, and your always there to help me pick up the pieces even when you think your just to far away. To me your always there next to me.
