Don't

Raindrops fall on the fresh paper of a love letter,
Writing on a bench in the park a young woman sits alone,
Halfway cross the world is a man in uniform who loves her,
He looks up at the stars, dreams of her, dreams of home,
And she looks up at the stars, feels herself shiver,
Feeling the cold air blow she readjusts her coat,
She let's her mind wander, then shakes her head. "Don't."

Later that week, When she receives a love letter,
Bites her lip and laughs, feeling tears she wonders why,
She knows crying won't make her situation any better,
Still she can't seem to stop the words from flying by,
They poored from his heart right into her own,
He'd written finally "I know this will make you want to cry,"
All he had to write, was "Don't."

Sitting on her bed surrounded by a see of love letters,
She reads them over and over again,
The only things that can make her feel better,
Rain falls in her room making the papers wetter.
Few weeks down the road, they're talking on the phone,
More tears are falling as he has to go,
The last word she said to him was "Don't."

A single formal envelope it was no love letter,
She ripped it open, then fell to the floor,
Clutching her chest, her breath and soul escaped her,
Her life ended when she read that paper,
Something tells her in the back of her no longer whole mind,
With no one to tell her not to, she allowed herself to cry,
She can't even care that he would be begging, "Don't."

A knock at the front door peels her from her love letters,
She drags herself up and cries easily at the sight of him,
Leaps into his arms and late into the night he held her,
Not sure if he's a ghost or figment of imagination,
They just stay in and ignore the whole world together,
She wakes and finds him gone, calls out to the dark "Don't."
He runs back into the room, then assures her that he won't.