My darling love has left me for a more wonderful place, to see brillant faces, to see what damage can or has been done. I found it horrible but yet what can I say? He's gone, gone off to join the military. Will it put us at peace? Will it put us at ease?
How can I go on living here all alone with no one to talk too? So long, he's been gone. Its been a while since I've even heard his name. Worried I am but my heart says "he's alright". Do I believe my heart? Do I believe my instinct? Do I believe this restless feeling?
Haven't even shed a tear, haven't even made one complaint. Maybe he's just too far away to call or maybe he ran out of ink to write. My dearest love wouldn't leave me abandon, no he wouldn't forsake me but still I won't give up. I know he's alright.
"Ring, Ring" the telephone goes. Who could it be? Is it him? Answering machine picks it up for I'm too afraid to answer it. This is the voice I hear: "Sorry I had to tell you this but your dearest loved one has passed away today". I'm just a civilian left in shock.