Beautiful Future in the pocket of a dead lover

To my dear Angela :

It's been a year since I last see you my sweet cherry and I still remember your adorable trembling voice once you heard that I was going to the war. You cried a lot in my chest until my shirt got wet and I couldn't do anything but wipe those precious tears of yours, kiss your hot cheeks softly, and promise you that I would surely be back and here I am telling you, my dear lover, I am coming!

The war is almost over and I'll be back by the end of this month. I can't tell you how much I am waiting for this moment to come, the moment that I see you and hold you into my arms squish you tightly to my chest, and hear your heartbeats closer to mine. Dance with you under the sunset view next to the lake that we used to sing and laugh in

There are a lot of things that I want to do with you when I come back. I want to build a cute house next to the lake, decorate it with you
I want to finally put a ring on your finger and tell the whole world that you're mine and that no power could separate us again
I want to play with your beautiful shiny hair and smell the beautiful scent of strawberries from it, look into your  carrying brown eyes see your magnificent warm smile, and hear you're lovely lowered voice calling my name from afar

I want to play with you in the woods run after you and lay with you in the grassroots
I want us to have those long funny conversations that we used to have years ago sitting next to the lake playing with our feet in the cold freshwater

I want to wake up every morning to the smell of your delicious apple pies

I want us to be a wonderful family me, you, and our cute dog Max
I want us to have kids. A lot of them!
So our house would be full of noise and laughing

I want us to have a beautiful girl just like you I want to see your belly grow day by day and watch her grow to become an adorable lady

I want to travel with you to as many places as we can see different places and meet different people

I know how much you've been wanting to see the ocean one day. I saw it in one of our missions and I was amazed by its view
The ocean did really hold such beauty and silence in its waves I promised myself to take you here with me after the war

I want to watch the stars with you on the rooftop of our home and talk about our past and future

I....I want to cry in your arms rest my chin on your shoulder and tell you how difficult it was away from you, how much I suffered seeing my friends' corpses all over the ground

How painful it was for me to walk every step towards my end with the idea of dying on the war grounds without seeing you

How peaceful I felt fighting with your handkerchief wrapped around my neck feeling your presence around me

But soon....soon I'll finally see you and instead of blood the ground will have flowers of all kinds on her and instead of a weapon I'll be holding sunflowers for you

                          _all my love, Patrick_

This letter has been found in the pocket of a dead soldier with a lady's picture and a ring...