"We'll remember"
In the future this place, where our tents are, will be bare and empty.
If someone passes here a day after we've gone or a year after, they won't have any idea what we did. They won't know what happened. What was said.
They won't taste the gin or smell the food.
They won't see the blood or the wounded.
The spot where the supply tent stood will be just as bare and empty for them as any other spot in the area.
But it'll be different for us. Because, even we never come back after the war, we won't remember it as bare and empty. We'll remember it how it was. How we lived here for what seems like forever. We'll remember the Swamp, the still, our bunks. We'll remember the supply tent and we'll especially remember what we did there. We'll remember the bad smell of the food and the stench of blood. We'll remember every single face of every single wounded soldier who passed through here.
Even if we never come back, we'll always remember.
In the future this place, where our tents are, will be bare and empty.
If someone passes here a day after we've gone or a year after, they won't have any idea what we did. They won't know what happened. What was said.
They won't taste the gin or smell the food.
They won't see the blood or the wounded.
The spot where the supply tent stood will be just as bare and empty for them as any other spot in the area.
But it'll be different for us. Because, even we never come back after the war, we won't remember it as bare and empty. We'll remember it how it was. How we lived here for what seems like forever. We'll remember the Swamp, the still, our bunks. We'll remember the supply tent and we'll especially remember what we did there. We'll remember the bad smell of the food and the stench of blood. We'll remember every single face of every single wounded soldier who passed through here.
Even if we never come back, we'll always remember.