Two weeks together, that's all it took. Two weeks for me to fall in love with you. Now we have one year apart. But what's one year apart after two weeks like that together. You made me a promise, a promise I know you'll keep. So I only want one more promise from you during this time we spend apart. Tell me everything, write it all down, John. Scribble it in a notebook, type it out, email it to me. i don't care, but i wanna know everything.
and that way we'll be with each other all the time even if we're not with each other at all. that way before we know it. i'll see you soon then.
"I have no idea where you are out there in the world, John... But I understand I lost the right to know these things long ago... No matter how many things go by... I know one thing to be as true as it ever was... I'll see you soon then"
"There's something I wanna tell you. After I got shot, you wanna know the very first thing that entered my mind? Before I blacked out? Coins. I'm eight years old again on a tour of the U.S. Mint. I'm listening to a guy explain how coins are made. How they're punched out of sheet metal. How they're rimmed and beveled. How they're stamped and cleaned. And how each and every batch of coin are personally examined just in case any of them slipped though with the slightest imperfection. That's what popped into my head. I'm a Coin of the United States Army. I was minted in the year 1980. I've been punched from sheet metal. I've been stamped and cleaned. My edges have been rimmed and beveled. But now I have two small holes in me. I'm no longer in perfect condition. "
i'll see you soon then