Is lost love an illness?

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They say I'm insane, they say I'm not okay. The paintings on the wall say much more than they ever said and they keep moulding me more than they ever made. Who says love isn't made for history pages, at least my love is for decades. After my father became a martyr who would believe me if I said it changed my life and the path I had taken before just wasn't the same at the time.
My soldier joined the ground for our country, the only wish I have is it should've been me.
I had to leave your love for joining this battle, but it killed me emotionally if only I had the courage to tell you my painful raffle. The years pass and I still wait, for our ink to dry out and the day our letters fade. I still never know which of these is gonna be my last letter to you, just know the only person that stayed in my mind till my last breath was you.

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