“As I write this letter the ocean breeze feels cool on my skin.
That very ocean is soon to be my grave.
They told me I will die a hero.
That the safety and honor of my country will be the reward for my sacrifice.
I pray they are right.
My only regret in life is never telling you how I feel.
I wish I were back home.
I wish I were holding your hand.
I wish I were telling you that I have loved you, and only you, since I was a boy.
But I’m not.
I see now that death is easy. It is love that is hard.
As my plane dives, I will not see the face of my enemies.
I will instead see your eyes, like black rocks frozen in rain water.
They tell us that we must scream “banzai” as we plunge into our target.
I will instead whisper your name.
And in death, as in life, I will remain forever yours.”—Hiroshi Takahashi in Restless (via themtns)