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I have that now, and you, December, are what made this perfect, because you are all that matters to me now.”
“You are my dream now, December Howard. You are everything to me. My heart beats for you, my soul is only whole when you’re near. You’re my home, my shelter, my wildest fantasy, and I cannot imagine a future where you’re not mine, because I’m yours in every sense of the word.”
“We’re engaged,” Josh said in an all-too-happy voice. I slowly looked at him, my mouth dropped slightly. We got caught making out in an elevator, and his response was to tell them our marital status? “Congratulations,” one of the ladies said, stifling a laugh before they both turned around and began discussing their plans for the evening.
It’s when you realize how close you are to losing something that you finally comprehend just how precious it is.
“Josh!” He turned, his arms already open as I raced into them. “I love you. I love you so much that it hurts to breathe when you’re not here. I know I’m not supposed to say this. I know I’m supposed to be strong, and unbreakable, but I’m so damn scared.”
Love like ours can stretch across the entire universe, so a few thousand miles is the least of our worries.
Deployment or not, the sun still shone, the earth still turned, and I had a life to live.
Love is when you’d lay down everything about yourself for the other person’s happiness. Be what they need you to be, grow into the best version of yourself because it’s what they deserve. Love is knowing when to fight for that person, and when you might not be the best fit. Love is letting go, and the crushing pain that comes with it.”
“He asked me if you were alive, and I told him you were. He then ordered me to keep you that way.” Josh’s half smile turned into a grimace as two tears chased each other down his face, sending a fresh wave down mine. “He said, ‘he lives for them. No matter what, he lives.’ Will died completing his mission, and for an officer, a soldier, there is no more honorable death. But as his friend, God, it feels unfair to have lost the best of us.”
“When it comes to you, to how much I love you, Josh, I have no morals. No honor. I would lie, cheat, murder, steal, dishonor everything I hold dear if it meant spending my life with you. No measure of duty, or God, or country could ever make up for losing you.”
