I thought I would have forgotten him by this time but instead - I seem to grow more lonely. It gets worse instead of better.
Six weeks.
Brother and I went to the movies and stopped in "Dairy Maid" for some ice cream.
I wonder where he is and what he is doing. I hope it isn't tap dancing! I wonder if he thinks of me as I do about him - every single day and even in my dreams at night. I wonder if he has any regret and if he will ever come back again.