the beauty of destruction

the beauty of destruction

IN AN IDEAL WORLD WHERE COMMUNICATION IS INSTANT AND TIMELESS, IT NEGLECTS TO EXIST WHEN YOU’RE IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH THE UNITED STATES ARMY. TIME IS PUT ON HOLD, AND THE IDEA OF INTERNET CONNECTION ONLY REMAINS REAL IN THE SCREENSHOTS SAVED TO YOUR CAMERA ROLL FROM LAST YEAR’S DEPLOYMENT. THE WIFI CUTS OUT RIGHT BEFORE HE SAYS, “I LOVE YOU”, AND THE PICTURE OF HIS UNFAMILIAR FACE BECOMES BLURRIER THAN YOU REMEMBER IT BEING THE DAY BEFORE, AS YOU TRY TO MAKE OUT THE LAST OF HIS WORDS, NOT KNOWING WHEN, OR IF, YOU’LL HEAR THEM AGAIN.