My best friend,
Well they did it. They cut my hair. I don't look nearly as good as I used to so I hope you'll still want me when I get home.
Sorry, you know me, I had to joke a bit before I could be serious. Our platoon was attacked, the camp was bombed. Some friends have died, some are just injured, and some are severely wounded. A friend of mine, Farkle, I know it is a strange name, he is in the medic tent. He's not conscious and we don't know if he'll even wake up. His best friend, Lucas, another guy in my platoon, came here with him. He's a mess. I get it. If Jerry would have come with me and something happened to him I'd be a wreak, or Rudy. But that is nothing compared to what I would do if anything happened to you. I'd jump right over a cliff if anything bad ever happened to you. That's how much I love you. I wanted to tell you before I left, but I couldn't find the words. I love you, Kim. I have for a long time.
It's alright if you don't feel the same, I just had to say it, just in case.. In case I don't come home.
Jack
YOU ARE READING
Letters Between Lovers
FanficJust some letters between some army men and their girlfriends during WW2.