Dear Nancy
I have no idea who you have been talking to, but I assure you that they are either lying, or they are talking about someone else. Because ever since I met you, I knew you were the only girl for me. Who else knows me the way you do? Who else knows exactly what to say to cheer me up? No one but you. I adore you Nancy, I feel like I always have. I know I've been away for a while, but I can't believe that you would leave me behind so quickly.
In fact I find myself astonished that you would believe those girls and their lies. I don't know any of the girls you mentioned, not one! And I don't need to, not with you around. You are such a smart, gorgeous girl, why would I ever look at anyone else? Even if they were telling the truth, there must be hundreds of other men named Peter trapped in POW camps waiting to go home to their girls. They must have been talking about one of those others because the only girl that I would ever want to come home to is you.
I remember all the times we spent together. From that very first night when we walked alone through the park, and pretended we could watch the flowers grow! Do you remember the day we went to the seaside, and it was such a beautiful day that we walked barefoot across the hot sand? Or when we walked through the streets of London, just to see all the different people who passed by? And I have never taken anyone else to sit with me on the roof of my flat to watch the stars go by.
I can still picture the way the sun glistened off your long, golden blonde hair when we sat by the Thames the day before I was shot down. I'll never forget that day, it has become a shining point in my memory that keeps me going during the long tedious days here in Germany.
Please Nancy, don't leave me alone in this world. I don't know what else will keep me going if you forget about me. I know I'm a long ways off, but I'll be back home someday. I'll always have you in my heart, don't cast me out from yours.
Yours always and forever,
Peter