To the man who loved the girl in combat boots
This one's for the boy, who fell for the girl in combat boots; Had the strength to step in to a life, which idealistically just wouldn't suit; this one's for the boy, who had the courage to love a bad-ass; never intimidated by her free spirit, never insecure with all her sass; Plenty tales told about the fauji wives, I guess it's time... it's also the fauji girl's man, whom we must recognize this one's for the boy, who made her feel beautiful; even when broken and bruised, ignoring the drama back at home, letting her peacefully cruise; the boy who probably understood zilch, about the reason behind her frustration and tears; but who patiently waited, days and even weeks, for that rant which he'd hear... this one's for the boy, who made peace with coming back to an empty home; being okay with meeting in months, and the midnight walks which he'd now take alone; keeping the tradition of letters alive, he knows ...