you understand

I told you from the start
our time was limited

and we should make the most of it

I had been ill and was convalescing

you the beautiful nurse to help me back to health
your gentle touch on my wounds

oh, I fell for you so hard

dear love

I have work to do
you understand courage and honor
fighting for justice
for the weaker ones
the widow, the orphan, the abused

I am not entirely healthy yet
nor ever may be again

I will think on you in lulls
I treasure each scar that you touched

but farewell, sweet one

I must return to battle