Dear Miley,

It's been 9 months since I've seen your beautiful face. The pain of not having you by my side kills me everyday. I wish I was looking into your baby blue eyes and kissing your soft lips instead of being miles and miles away from you. The good news is that the war might be over soon, and that means I can come home faster. But that still doesn't make up for the 9 months that I've been gone. I feel so bad, I wish there was a way to make it up to you. Maybe Ice cream down by the shore? I know how much you like your cookie dough and bubble gum mixture. That always seemed to make you feel better. But not even your favorite ice cream can take away the pain of me not being there for you. There's times where I regret leaving you but then when you think about it, I'm fighting for the freedom of this country. You said you understood, but I heard the pain in your voice.

I miss you like crazy baby, I miss being around you and being able to wrap my arms around you and hold you close to me. I miss talking to you about every little thing in life over one of our late night phone calls. I miss the sound of your voice and your laugh which always makes me smile, maybe because you laugh like a dork. I also miss your head on my chest and your little baby hand intertwined with mine. I miss the long walks on the beach and completely embarrassing ourselves at a restaurant. I miss everything about you. I'll be home soon, just as soon as this is all over. But I'm dying inside, the pain of being shot doesn't hurt as bad as the feeling I have inside of me. I wish I could see your face right now or at least look at a picture of you; even though you hate your picture being taken.

Remember the night before I left? I took you down to the beach behind your house and we just laid there, talked and counted the stars. I believe we made it up to 143 before you jumped on my lap and kissed me unexpectedly. Not that I'm complaining. But shortly after that, you put your head inside my neck and I thought it was the perfect opportunity to tell you how I really felt about you. I poured my heart out, and you know what? Even though you fell asleep and probably heard half of what I said, I meant it all baby. You are my everything and I never ever want to loose you.

I better wrap this up; General says it's time to head out. I love you Miley and never forget that. I'll be home soon; take care.

Love always,