"Burst" Writing

Prompt: Write a short story in which one character reduces another to uncontrollable sobs without touching or speaking to the person.

264 days. He had boarded the planes and left for Afghanistan 264 days ago. 324 days ago he had gotten down onto his bad knee and promised me a lifetime of happiness and love as long as I said a simple three letter word. 324 days ago he scooped me into his arms and placed the ring on my finger and I couldn't stop smiling for who knows how much time. 323 days ago we were lying together in our small apartment overlooking the city and he promised me the world, a life for the two of us. He promised me a family, 2 boys and a girl, that we could watch grow up. To scold when they would take home a grade we knew could be better or to praise when they won an award or scored a goal. He promised me a new home, in the suburbs so the kids could run and play but still close to the city we were both raised in. A big, pale blue house with a giant kitchen and a porch that wrapped around the front, a place where I could drink a cup of coffee and watch the sun rise. The back yard would be surrounded by a white picket fence, keeping our dog on our property and out of the flowers. 323 days ago we planned our forever, our lives and how we could share them. But 6 days ago, the soldier came to up to the door of our little apartment, dog tags and a letter in his hands. He didn't have to speak, or open his lips, or even look me in the eye. I knew, tears flowing from my eyes, muffled sobs escaping my lips. He did not have to move for me to know, that in that very instant, forever was over.