u slept in the arms of ur husband, Dave the soldier, as usual, but u did not find him next to u in the morning, and the weeks turned into months. Two years later, you got drunk and cursed him. Even though ur tears are tears of longing. Someone opens the door with the key, and Dave appears. u laugh, thinking that u are imagining him, and he says while a tear escapes from his eye:"My love...my wife...my naughty butterfly..."