Landing on a runway in Chicago and I'm grounding all my dreams of ever really seeing California, because I know what's in between is something sensual in such non-conventional ways.

I never thought about writing to her. I'm mean, I'm always so busy. And who ever wants here about Edward Elric killing off bad guys and following the military's commands? Well, to her, it doesn't matter. She just loves it when she hears from me. To know that I'm alright and that me and Al are safe.Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say

Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say.

I turn on the radio and this song comes on…and it reminds me of her. Every bow of the violin and pluck of the cello. It reminds me of her and everyone else that I ever cared about.

(Tonight I'm writing you) A million miles is all about "We miss you."(Miss you, miss you, miss you)Tonight is all about "We miss you" now.

So I pick up a pen and grab a piece of paper and piece of paper and I start writing. Writing quickly, rushing to write that I'm fine and that Al's as great as ever. But most importantly, that I miss her, and maybe I'd come and visit her sometime soon. Not for her to fix my automail, but to just catch up on old times.

And I can't forget your style and your cynicism; somehow it was like you were the first to listen to everything we smile's an open wound without you...and my hands are tied to pages inked to bring you back.

I can't help but smile at the mere thought of that girl. Not just her, but everyone else. Alphonse, Hughes, Lt. Hawkeye, and even Mustang. And so many others that I can't even name.

Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say(Tonight I'm writing you) A million miles is all about "We miss you."(Miss you, miss you, miss you)Tonight is all about "We miss you" now.

Dear Winry,

How's Resembool? I hope you and Granny are fine. Me and Al are alright and the military's bossy as ever. Nothing much has happened, we're still looking for The Philosopher Stone. But don't worry, we'll find it soon and I'll get Al back to normal. And everything will be back to the way it should be. We might visit some time soon. Don't worry, my automail's not broken. I just thought maybe we could talk or something, like back when we were kids. So stay healthy, you here? I miss you, Winry. I'll try and take a vacation as soon as possible so that we can see you and Granny.

With Love,

Edward

These friends are, new friends are golden

Al.

These friends are, new friends are golden

Hughes.

These friends are, new friends are golden

Hawkeye.

These friends are, new friends are

Mustang.Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say

And here the song…Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say

Slowly…ever so slowly…

Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say

Come to an end.

These friends are, new friends are golden.

And I seal the letter and wrote the address on the back of the envelope. I smile at the thought of Winry opening it and squealing with glee. And I'm happy. Because the sheer thought, is just golden.

Mkai, so my friend got me hooked on Homesick at Space Camp by Fall Out Boy XD And so I came up with this little fluffy EdxWinry story X3 Becoz Ed belongs with Winry...not Mustang....or Envy....OR ALPHONSE!!!! DX So yeah, our little Edo-bean was listening to the string quartet version of it 83 (Check it out, they're called The Angry String Quartet. 83) I on the other hand was listening to the original from Take This To Your Grave. 8D Yuppers, that's the story. 83 Comments are appreciated! As always! 83