My heart is in Sudan held in the hands of a man who has always treated me like the queen that I didn't even know I was. His laughter is like my sunshine on a cloudy day. His smile warms my heart and soul. His jokes and constant teasing are what gets me through my roughest days. His voice is more melodic than the melody to my favorite song. His voice was the one thing I had to hear every night before bed. My heart is now thousands of miles away from me. I yearn to have it back. The distance between us slowly breaks me down day by day. My loneliness increases with each passing day. I feel empty, and I'm hoping his return will fill this void in my heart. He writes me every day I find solace in his words. But nothing compares to his physical presence that I dearly miss. He's all I think of before I go to bed and when I...