it was spring now, its been a few weeks since we went to jackson. since joel. and in that time inbetween, you, whom has always been open and trusting towards me, basically closed off from me, and i was trying to figure out why.

you avoid me in the mess hall, you ask for assignment switches when im assigned with you, you dont even look at me. why? it was hurting me, it was making me beyond frustrated with you

did you not think joel deserved it? was that it? you didnt think i did what was right.

either way it ends today.

we were assigned to a go back to the FOB, which was a long drive, one where i would make you talk to me.

i see you waiting in the truck with alice, our feisty german shepard, and i climb aboard, and i see the look in your eyes change from calm and quiet to something more anxious, and maybe even anger.

“not who you wanted to see?” i joke, my tone tight and frustration evident in my body language