unsent war letters to my dead lover

01/04/40 - if the bomb smoke ever stilled, and the sky peered through, it would be reminiscent of you.

03/09/40 - i’m convinced we’re only all cobbled together ash and melancholic dreams, no? come back. come back, and spend this carnival of life with me.

03/21/40 - if my eyes are anything to go off of, the light through the stained glass always seemed to favour you. i miss you dearly.

04/01/40 - i think that’s all she wanted. death just wanted to talk to you. why aren’t you back yet?

04/01/40 - i miss you. i miss you. the rest of my life pales when i realize i’m not allowed to spend it with you. it’s going to faint from blood loss.

04/02/40 - i’m so bitter i can’t win, even if this was always a losing battle.

05/12/40 - such a tainted life, filled with people who serve to remind me of you. then again, death is only another place for me to fall in love with you.