A woman bids goodbye to his brave husband to war, with her heart pounding fast she embraces a fearless calm on her face for she is proud wife of a military soldier. Will the introvert soldier be ever able to communicate what she means to him? or would that be too late!
He had nothing to say
Just looking her talk was what he loved
No wonder he was too much introvert for her
And she was all and everything for him.
And one day he left for field
Wrote letters for her but never posted
She was sad, quiet for he was gone
Only hoping that not for so long.
He told her so much in letters
Only to be read don't know when
All he dreamt was to see her again.
Soon, he would convince himself
So one day he came back
Came back in a box with bullet holes on chest
No one knew he held his heart close
To save it from getting hurt.
She was stunned
Standing at a corner alone
Looking at him and a smile on his face
She knew he kept his promise less one.
Opened the letters with trembling hands
Her eyes were moist
And the heart was filled
For he was everywhere but still nowhere.
Every word had his emotions
Every expression was alive
She could imagine him speak
But this was too much a fight.
He told her when he saw her first
The day they had the first word
The moment when she smiled at him
Instance when she made him confess.
So all of this he held in his heart
Without speaking even a word for years
Just funny was he like a lunatic
Never told her his life was for her.
So she opened the last letter
Smile on her face and tears in eyes
The last message she read and cried again
For he said, "I am yours and you are mine, forever"