I've known you since kindergarten. You stopped all of the other kids for picking on me because of how I looked.
I remember you pushed one of the girls over who eventually became our best friend, but you were my bestest friend and I was yours. We would do everything together. Draw. Go to the park. Feed the ducks. Go to birthday parties and have sleep overs.
We grew up together. The best day of our lives came when you moved next door to me when we turned fifteen.
You told me about a boy called Killian. He was a bad boy. You didn't like him in that way, but you soon became fast friends with him...For the next year you would ignore me for him and other people but I forgave you when you turned seventeen and realised what you had done.
We got close again, and this time nothing stopped us from getting even closer...I started to develop feelings for you but I was scared to tell you...
My mind started to focus on when you turned eighteen and decided to join the army. I was scared. Scared I would never see you again. Scared you would leave me.
You did your training and every time you came home you promised me that you would always come back...To me.
You were there for me when my Father died. You let me cry in your arms all night. You held me, you didn't sleep that night. Just sang sweet songs to me as you held me tightly.
In that moment I knew I had fallen in love with you but I couldn't say anything. Too frightend you would leave and I couldn't handle the thought of us ending our friendship badly only for you to die...So I kept it to myself.
The years went by and you continued to get deployed. Every six months you would come home for a month. Only coming home for Thanksgiving and Christmas....Sometimes you missed them.
You managed to surprise me for my birthday.
That's when we shared our first kiss, you told me you couldn't keep it in anymore. You had loved me the moment you saw me at my worse. You made a promise to yourself to protect me and love me...And you did.
Little did we both know that our first kiss would be our last.
You left for Iraq..As soon as you got back to camp they ambushed the place. You managed to save a few of your fellow soldiers...But you didn't make it.
Being the typical hero you attacked someone who had a bomb...You managed to stop him and the bomb...But not the bullet that followed after.
The doctors tried to save you. They opened you up and massaged your heart to try and get it started again...That's how far they went to save you but it wasn't enough.
Today is your funeral and as I read this letter out to your family and our friends I just want to let you know Emma Swan, that I will never forget you.
Thank you for saving me from the bullies.
Thank you for being my best friend.
Thank you for being my first kiss.
Thank you for being there for me.
Thank you for serving our Country.
Thank you for being in my life.
I love you.
A/N: I tried to be different with the army one shot j_oliver hope you enjoyed ☺
