Oh Brother, Where Has the Time Gone?

I feel like it's been forever since I last saw him and it's killing me! I hate being away from people for so long. I hate not being able to see the ones who I care about and not being able to let people know how i feel and not being able to hear the voices of those who I miss. It makes winter that much harder to cope with. And yet it's something that we've got to deal with every year. Luckily, my best friend comes home today. It's been three months since I've seen him and I'm so overwhelmed with excitement because I love him so much, and at the same time there's a weird void because I know that in nine days he'll be gone again. I feel like I'm going to be able to feel complete again but also that it's going to disappear so quickly. And i'm afraid of that. But i guess we're all afraid of being alone. Regardless, I know that when he goes back to his life away from home he's doing something that's bettering the entire world.  It's people like my best friend, my big brother, who make the world a nicer place to live in. He's that stranger that says something nice to you just to create another smile on earth. And so I remember that it's not about me, it's about the world.  The world that he's changing, and the person that he's becoming while doing so. And knowing that makes me feel happier inside. And I'm just so thankful for him. And I couldn't ask for a better friend.