I had received this "Military Girls" as a bulletin here on MySpace. I had once read it somewhere but can't recall where and for some reason I wasn't able to save it... or I did but don't know what happened to it.
So, yeah I can admit I can directly relate to the verses... I know first hand tryin to swallow that sick feelin' in the stomach and heart feelin' shattered and empty wonderin' how he is doin', what is he doin and how he's doin. I do countdown the days til we can hold each other again. My cell phone stays on 24/7 at the loudest possible setting and so does the home phone. I dread when my cell loses signal, for I fear it might be that one moment he was able to call and I couldn't receive it. Oh and for that girl that whines and bitches she ain't seen her man in a week or hasn't had sex in days... let me tell her how it is, when I haven't seen him and don't even get me started on sex... I am absolutely fawkin' deprived and needin' him. I could cheat on him if I wanted to and I have all the opportunity to, but it's not me and I'm not even gonna... it ain't happenin'... not at all. I don't need to degrade myself or his honor by cheatin'. Thoughts of him and self-lovin' get me through those times. There are pillows on the bed that give my mind the mental illusion of him being here to help me sleep after the tears have subsided and I'm asleep... though pillows and the dog don't hold me.
I am a strong woman inside and out. I am not weak not in mind or body. The weakness is I love and miss him. It's only natural to at times feel weak when you truly love someone with every bit of your heart and soul.
For all of you who wake up in the morning, lay there for a few moments, trying to swallow the sick feeling in the pit of your stomach as you wonder where your man is, or how he's doing...this is for you.
For all of you who start a countdown the minute he leaves, and continue to until he is back in your arms again...this is for you.
For all of you who tear up every time "Far Away" comes on the radio, or who press repeat when "Come Home Soon" plays in their car...this one's for you.
For all of you who see Military billboards, ads in the paper, or commercials on TV and next notice the tears rolling down your cheeks, this is for you.
This is for you. I am one of you too. This is for us.
For all the times we sleep with our phones on the loudest possible volume, just as to not miss the call that just MIGHT come...
For all the times we roll our eyes when another girl is depressed because she hasn't seen her guy in a week...
For all the times we hear our guy's name mentioned out loud, and are momentarily frozen...in a trance...in love.
For all the late nights that we spend alone, cuddling with our stuffed animals, wearing our guy's sweatshirts and sweatpants, and clutching the precious dog tags around our necks...
This one's for us.
We may feel weak on the inside, but on the outside we're strong.
We may be drowning in tears on the inside, but on the outside, we are a rock.
We may want to crawl in bed and sleep until our man comes home, but instead, we get up and go on with our daily lives with our men in our hearts.
We may feel like we're slowly dying with each day we spend apart from our men, but instead, we put one foot in front of the other, and take each day as it comes.
We are strong, and we are proud.
We have more love in our hearts than we ever thought possible, and for this, we are thankful. We are thankful for our men and also for each other. We are Military gals, and we lean on each other.
Alone we are weak, but together, we are strong. We help each other, and we survive.
To all you Military gals out there, hold your head up and be proud.
We are connected, ALWAYS