It was the end of World War Two… he excitedly packed his things getting ready to see the live of his life! The person he pour his life out in the letters.. which was you! When he got off the train there was a loud applause to the soldiers.

He smiled cheekily. As he looked to find you, a ring in his pocket, wedding ring. He looked around eagerly, bumping shoulders trying to find you. No where. He called for your name.

He began to worry. 30 minutes passed he was losing hope. Did you not come? Did you move on?

An hour. he was trembling, tears forming. He was dirty, looked terrible. Expecting to see the love of his life. Now crying. He was a mess. In the middle of a crowd.