January 31, 2009

You said the army turned you into a monster….

I regret that I don’t understand all of it, even more I regret I can’t fix it for you. I love you more than the day after infinity and I’m afraid the PTSD is going to win. You said the army turned you into a monster, took everything you had and left you empty. You see a soul tortured by the stains of war, a man torn apart by its aftermath, bloodstained hands and such. I see a man whose trigger finger is now happiest twirling my hair round it, or your blue eyes laughing when I ask you to do THE GRIN. I don’t know what else to do but tell you I love you and ask you to please not push me away. I am here & you are not alone my blue-eyed angel.

Submitted by: You’re Not Alone

posted to Lovers

1 comment

  • At 12:29 pm on February 1, 2009, Almost Home commented:

    Be patient and continue to do just what you’re doing. In time with an angel (YOU) by his side he will be ok. I’m a vet too so I’m not tawkin outta my 3rd point a contact sweetie.

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