It has been six months , two weeks and eight hours since I last saw you. The days pass me by and leave me lonely without you. The children miss being sung lullabies before going to bed and they miss breakfast in the mornings with a smiley face on their pancakes . They miss their mother .They never forget to read your poems before going to bed every night. We are trying to stay strong without you and we are trying to keep faith that you'll be home again but Winter is coming soon and we worry that the war won't be over by then.
It pains me to have let you go but you wouldn't have stayed if I tried harder. Please come home. We love you.
I miss you every second of every day.
love, Vincent
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It's not much but I didn't plan on updating today then I literally just wrote this. I hope you like it.
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Flash fiction collection
Novella"....and then, I saw him. It was a sight to behold." ~~~ "I was completely swallowed by darkness now, no longer guided by the warm glow of the campfire. I senced that someone or something was watching."
