(Author’s note: I was off last week as it was my birthday week. I had a lot of things to do, so I got to them. Now that things are starting to calm down, I can get back to more regular writing. Keep an eye on this website for possibly more longer-form stories. Otherwise, here’s today’s fictioneers… Note: The song is very important. Listen and enjoy.)
Auf Immer Und Ewig (Forever and Ever)
by Miles H. Rost
A craving that could never be sated.
Nick gazed out towards the horizon, passing a glance over the ocean as though it wasn’t there.
Every month, he’d come to that very spot, and look out. It was a therapy, his father would say, a way to heal from the scars of the past.
It wasn’t.
“I always go there,” he said to his best friend one day, “because I want to go back. I left her back there, and I want to be with her just once more.”
It was all he would say about his tour back in Vietnam.
Music and Fiction 
I wanted to know who she was and what had happened to her. I suppose I can hazard a reasonable guess, though
The multiple tales of Vietnamese women and American servicemen sometimes end up bringing the subjects into the past, with a desire to see each other in the future.
Love is a heartbreaker every time.
Especially when you’re a soldier fighting in a land that ain’t your own.
Sometimes all we have to cling to are dreams of happier times. I hope he finds some healthy resolution, either by going back or by moving on. Good story.
We all do, the people like Nick who wish for just the recapture of that time.
Miles, I can’t go back and re-read all of the stories so I understand your comments. I will like them all though.
A sad case. War romances are often cut short. Nick should go back. I like how his focus isn’t on the ocean, as one would expect, but beyond it..
It’s also true for people who have lived overseas for many years. I know that sometimes I get that way, even though it’s not for a lady, but more for the experiences of years past. (Korea, in my case)
Memories are so good but so bad too. It is so weird in life how what’s done is done. Even when you try to go back nothing is the same. It is so much better to have the believe that every day is a new day.
Some people are able to do that. Some, though, are stuck in the past because it’s all they’ve known. Some people stop at a point and never move forward. It’s a person’s option.
All is most certainly not fair in love and war. A poignant recollection.
Foreign affairs, as they say, are messier than can be expected.