come back when you can II [adoringrucas]

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He promised.

He promised he would come home.

He promised he would start a family with the love of his life, and marry her once he got back.

He not only promised her that they would see each other again, but he also promised that he would be okay.

And that's the one promise he just couldn't keep.

•October 11th, 1943•

Dear Lucas,
I miss you. Not a day goes by that I don't miss the warmth of your skin, or the soft beatings of your heart. Every time I look up to the sky, I just remember that you are there, looking at the same star, same moon, same sun as I am. And I feel as though we are together. I know it's been awhile, I can't believe it's been over a year since I last kissed your lips or held you in my arms. I just want you to remember that I love you. Always.
Stay safe my darling,
Love, Riley

Riley could feel the trembling of her hands as she folded the paper beneath her fingertips. She had lost count of how many possible letters she had written over the last year and a half.

It was a repetitive process; she would write to him when she was scared, she would write to him when she was lonely, afraid, replying, and she would longingly write to him when she couldn't sleep at 3am because she had a terrible nightmare that something had happened to him.

But nothing was the same anymore. The streets were empty, the nights were cold, her soul was lonely and aching. Her body had wearily became numb, her need to hold Lucas in her arms became stronger and stronger as the days went by, but the circumstances were completely uncertain, and she wasn't sure when she would be able to do that again.

They say that if you truly love someone, at some point, you could possibly feel their pain. You know when they are hurting just by the slight pang that courses through your veins, and in your heart, and that's exactly how Riley felt.

She would feel it in the middle of the night, sometimes jolting her awake or causing her dreams to downfall. She would feel it when she was doing normal things throughout the day, washing dishes, cleaning the house. And she knew, she could feel the pain he was inflicting, somehow. It was almost as if she could feel the fear he was feeling on that dreaded battle field. It was hard to explain at most, though.

But she had no idea of what had become overseas; where he was, what he was doing, if he was safe, shot, or injured....

Or worse.

It was all uncertain.

Which only made the pain grow inevitably worse overtime, the wound in her heart never healing.

Releasing a heavy sigh, Riley grazed her tongue across the back of the envelope like she had done countless times before, while she closed up the letter and wrote the address down on the front that she had imprinted her memory. It would be sent to his division, and they would deliver it to him. She had gotten some letters back, thankfully. But what worried her most right now was the fact that it had been four months since her last letter from him... and she didn't want to think of the worst of what could have become.

Finding the strength to finally stand on her feet, Riley took the paper in her hands and began to make her way downstairs.

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