Dear Love, ❤️
It's been a while since I wrote.
Been a while since I saw your pretty face and touched that perfect skin.
I used to wake up to the lingering smell of you in that shawl you sent last summer.
I had started taking sugar with my tea just to taste what you tasted each morning.
I wonder if you remember the last time you heard me sigh when you'd asked "when are you coming home?" I wonder if the dogs still miss my long walks early in the morning.
I wonder and I wonder some more.
There's just not much to do here other than wonder.
Wonder at our lives, wonder at the uncertainties of our future.
Wonder at how wonderful a place could be this cruel. Wander and wonder.
Don't listen to the news darling.
Don't stay glued to the t.v set the moment you're home.
Don't miss your meals and your favourite shows.
Live baby. Live a life I wish I could've lived with you.
Shut those noise that tell you to smile and be proud of sacrifices.
Instead Cry for me, my love.
Cry clutching my jacket as if it were me. Cry knowing I'd never be back.
Cry for the love we had and the promises we'd made.
Cry and make me human.
Cry and make me more than just stats.
I died in uniform. But I died for you love? I died for the world you live in and the grounds you walk in.
Don't forget me the moment you switch off the television set.
Don't forget me as they would. Don't forget my walk or how you'd made fun of it the first time we met? Had I mentioned I hate being laughed at except by you?
Remember every broken I love you's I'd whispered from places where love is scarce and network scarcer.
Remember every time you leapt into my arms with joy.
Remember our world? The world of soft pillow forts and white blankets. Remember the silent apology in those letters that reached you four months after your birthday. (Contd in comments) .