Prose Challenge

Dear Mike,

do you remember

late one night

I found your number

so I called you.

You were High

and I was Drunk

but jesuschrist we

talked for hours. I

used to worry

You were stationed

in Japan 

While it was 

safer than Iraq

I know Marines die

all the time.

That thing that you 

won't talk about

won't even

say her name

I think she killed you

more effectively

than any fight on 

any battle ground.

sometimes I think

you and me

might have been

good together

but you're like my

little brother.

I don't think you've 

changed your number

but I cannot seem to 

reach you anymore

it's like you've morphed

become a ghost

So I just wait

and hope someday

you'll manifest

at my front door

until then,

sincerely yours