Zodiac One-Shots

Overseas (CancerXPisces)

Dear Pisces,

I hope you're happy, wherever you are. In Hawaii, you said? Gosh, it's been so many months I can't remember. Everything's been fine here in America, despite the fact WWII has been raging on. But I've heard the tales of how brutal the war is, and I just want you to come back safe.

Sincerely, Cancer

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Dear Pisces,

The mail lady warned me how most of the letters to the soldiers get lost in the mail. I'm not sure if any of these are reaching you, but I truly hope they are. But either way, I suppose this is simply a way for me to vent my anger over you being gone. Maybe anger is the wrong word. Emptyness. That's what I feel every time I look to my side and see my shadow staring back. But I'll be okay. I hope you'll be too.

Sincerely, Cancer

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Dear Pisces,

I was right. I still picture you in the guest room of my apartment, messy as can be and liking it that way. At the breakfast table every morning, begging me for pancakes with butter and syrup. Hugging me before we go our separate ways for work.

Ugh I'm probably getting too emotional for you. Sorry about that, and since I'm just rambling on, I'll stop now.

Love, Cancer

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Dear Pisces,

I found the last picture we took together before we left! (Attached at the bottom) I wish that we could be that way again, but until you come home I guess that can't happen. Please, if this ever gets to you, come home safe.

Love, Cancer

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Dear Pisces,

They said the Japanese are fighting back. I'm so scared. Most nights I sit alone at home with the curtains drawn, lights off, just listening to the sounds of the city going by. But the city is silent. Because all of us spend our nights the same way.

But I'm more scared for you. I feel so stupid sitting alone in my apartment while you're out there shooting the enemy down yourself. I'm sorry I can't be there for you the way you were always there for me.

Love, Cancer

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Dear Pisces,

I can't take it anymore. I'm waking up in the middle of the night, screaming off nightmares of you dying. Without you, I'm going insane. I'm begging you, come home.

See you soon, Cancer

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Dear Cancer,

The date is May 4th. After the bombs dropped, I saw my life flash before my eyes, and I'm happy to say most of it was with you. I thought I was going to die, but I got off easy, with my left arm paralyzed, and I got my wish. Because of your letters, I know I'm doing the right thing. I'm coming home.

Love Pisces

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