Miss says I’m wasting away. I tried to explain that my stomach is full; I can’t eat. It would do no good to explain that my heart dropped down and it’s sitting there, there’s no more room for food.
It’s been since your last visit, on that leave they gave you. I didn’t know how to greet you after your last letter, but I couldn’t help but hope. I waited in the rain for you that day, I know you weren’t pleased when you saw me soaked to the skin. Your smile didn’t reach your eyes.