the drive.

i clearly remembered the day i was digging the shellscrape.
it was the 4th day of field camp during my BMT.
it was our early times together.

when night came, i kept thinking about you.
every inch of my body is screaming in agony.
but i could still smile at the thought of you.

you were there every step of the way.
you were my motivation during those hard times.
feeling melancholic now.

:'(