To say that your breakup with Joshua was messy was a complete understatement. To say that there was still a very slim amount of feelings that lingered was also an understatement. There were plenty feelings to share between the both of you.

However, that was the past. The very far past. You had moved on with your life, moved on to different people that weren't exactly him. You tried to distract yourself, get him out of your life, get out that side of you that was screaming for an escape that only he brought out. Joshua was always confident in himself, in who he was. But he was gone now. You weren't even sure where he'd gone off to after all this time until you received a letter in the mail—from Parris Island?

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They said to write someone from back home, so—congrats.
Place sucks. You’d love it, though. All that discipline you used to say I needed. Don’t worry, I don't want anything from you. Just figured you’d like the reminder. I keep hearing guys talk about their girls back home. Can’t really join in, huh? Hope whoever's got you now treats you better than I did. Hope you don’t compare them to me. Don't make me say I told you so.

Good luck, babe. — JJ