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𓏲࣪ ִֶָ🧊
To my dearest soldier, Tonight marks the fifteenth night since you left. It's strange counting the nights when I know there isn't an exact day to stop counting. Still, I cross another one off every evening, hoping it brings me one step closer to having you back in my arms. I just want you to know that no matter how many sunsets pass, no matter how long this war lasts, there has never been a version of my future that doesn't have you in it. Every dream I have of tomorrow begins with you coming home. I know you don't like romantic words [you always call them weak] but please, be safe for me.. and for our baby. That's all I'm asking of you. I'll be waiting for your next letter. I love you. The woman who missed you so much♥️.𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ༊
𓏲࣪ ִֶָ🩸
To the bravest Benny, My dear, handsome man, I hope you're safe and well. If you want to know how I'm doing, I should be honest: these days have been difficult. But being far away from you and not knowing how you are is the hardest part of all. Every hour without a word from you feels heavier than the last. Whenever I look at the picture you sent with your last letter, my heart aches with loneliness. I spend far too much time staring at it, memorizing every detail of your face. If I'm completely honest, last night I fell asleep holding it against my chest and dreamed that you had finally come home to me. So please, my love, take care of yourself. Eat when you can, rest whenever you're able, and don't be reckless just because others expect you to be brave. You're the man I love more than anything in this world. Your little vamp♥️𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ༊
𓏲࣪ ִֶָ🕊
To my sweet, dear man, I miss you. Such a simple sentence, isn't it? I've tried to find something more poetic, but nothing has ever described my heart better than those words. It's been a while since I received your last letter, and I can't help but worry a little more each day. I don't know if my last letter ever found its way to you, but I hope it did. I hope, somehow, a piece of my love reached you even if my arms couldn't. Your perfume is slowly fading from the shirt you left, and I catch myself holding it a little tighter every night, afraid that one day even the last trace of you will disappear. I don't think my heart could bear losing you not after finding a love that feels so much like home. Home has never been a place to me; it has always been wherever you are. Please... don't try to be a hero for everyone else. To the world, you may be a brave soldier. But to me, you're simply the man I love. And I need you to come home as soon as you can. With love, your little dove♥️𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ༊
𓏲࣪ ִֶָ🔮
To the most powerful wife, The weight of missing you grows heavier with each passing day. I'm sitting in our room, trying my best to hold myself together while all I want is to wrap my arms around you. I thought being apart from you would be bearable, but I was wrong. Nothing about this is easy. Last night, I sat with your tarot deck for what felt like hours. I kept shuffling the cards, hoping they'd tell me something about you. Every spread I laid seemed to whisper the same thing: have faith. Maybe it was only my heart reading what it wanted to see, but I chose to believe it. Everything reminds me of you. Your red hair falling over your shoulders, your magical fingers, your magical words that always made everything better. The house still looks the same, but without you, it has forgotten how to feel like home. So do something, my love. Snap your fingers, and come back to your girl. It's getting harder with every passing day, and I'm not ashamed to admit that I need you here beside me.♥️𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ༊
𓏲࣪ ִֶָ🫧
To my dearest, I don't know how many times I've tried to write you a letter, only to end up staring at a blank page. The words refuse to come together, as if even they know how much harder everything has become without you. The sky isn't blue anymore, and the sun has forgotten how to shine. The kitchen feels too quiet without you stealing little bites before dinner is ready. Your side of the bed remains untouched every morning. Sometimes I turn around because I could swear I heard your footsteps, your laugh, or your voice calling my name. Every single time.. it's only the wind reminding me how far away you are. Everyone keeps telling me to stay hopeful, but they don't understand that hope has your smile, your voice, and your warm hands. So come back. Come back so I can complain about you leaving your boots by the door. Come back so I can roll my eyes at your terrible jokes and pretend they aren't funny. Most of all.. come back and be my man again. Your wife who misses you dearly.♥️𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ༊
𓏲࣪ ִֶָ🥧
To my heart in another body, Since you walked out of that door, it feels like something deep inside my chest left with you. The house is still standing, the coffee still gets cold every morning, and the neighbors keep living their ordinary lives... but nothing feels the way it used to. Today Mrs. Smith stopped by with a cherry pie. She said she thought I'd like it, but the moment I smelled it, I couldn't stop the tears. It reminded me of that little trip we took, and how proud you looked when you took the first bite of the pie I baked. I count the days, then the nights, and then the days again until I can see your face. You're the home I've spent my whole life searching for. Promise me you'll come back. Come back with your crooked smile, your tired eyes, and all the terrible jokes you've been saving. Come back so I can bake you another pie, even if you pretend it's better than it really is. Until the day I can hold you again... Forever yours.♥️𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ༊
ִֶָ ִֶָ ִֶָ ִֶָ این پیام رو فوروارد کنید، یک شخصیت رو بهعنوان همسرتون انتخاب کنید و اجازه بدید از طرف شما، نامهای بنویسم برای کسی که راهی جنگ شده💌𝝑𝑒
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