Letter's from a Soldier
My Dearest Misao,
I remember the day we parted. It seems like only yesterday in my mind. You had just finished performing one of your best violin concerts yet. We went out to dinner afterwards as was customary, and we both had news to share with each other. The grief that passed over your face in the split second after I told you my news was enough to break my heart. You kept your optimistic outlook and assured me that I would be home soon, and promised me that you would always wait for me. We then went about making our last night together an unforgettable one. That morning, I left before you awoke, and placed a single flower on the pillow in my stead. I brushed my fingers against your cheek. In that moment, tears that had been contained within me for so long began to fall. Then I left, not being able to bear seeing your sorrowful face had you seen me off. I have arrived to my outfit safely. All of the soldiers here hold a certain gloom as if they know that they won't be returning home. I keep your picture close to me always. Thinking of you lightens this dark place, and gives me a hope and a reason to go on. I vow to you that I will come back home to you, my dearest Misao.
My Dearest Misao,
I remember the day we parted. It seems like only yesterday in my mind. You had just finished performing one of your best violin concerts yet. We went out to dinner afterwards as was customary, and we both had news to share with each other. The grief that passed over your face in the split second after I told you my news was enough to break my heart. You kept your optimistic outlook and assured me that I would be home soon, and promised me that you would always wait for me. We then went about making our last night together an unforgettable one. That morning, I left before you awoke, and placed a single flower on the pillow in my stead. I brushed my fingers against your cheek. In that moment, tears that had been contained within me for so long began to fall. Then I left, not being able to bear seeing your sorrowful face had you seen me off. I have arrived to my outfit safely. All of the soldiers here hold a certain gloom as if they know that they won't be returning home. I keep your picture close to me always. Thinking of you lightens this dark place, and gives me a hope and a reason to go on. I vow to you that I will come back home to you, my dearest Misao.