Back in the trenches, the reality of the conditions of war resumes - 'At present my hands are so cold that they hardly form the letters properly'.

Eric asks Phyllis for her forgiveness after kissing her in public and is stung by her harsh words expressing 'disgust'.

Eric remembers the precious time spent with Phyllis - his 'treasure' - away from the trenches.

Eric and Phyllis relive the tender moments of their brief encounter - "Do you remember saying, as I drew you close to me to kiss you a second time, 'Eric, don't'?".

Eric and Phyllis meet - 'What a dear, dear day that was. But it went so horribly quickly. I was worried that I didn't give you a last kiss...'.

Eric is on his way to Dublin to see his darling Phyllis.

Eric and Phyllis share thoughts of a tender moment - 'I knew you did care a bit, so I came to you..'.

As the chance of leave gets tantalisingly close, Eric longs to see Phyllis again.

Eric and Phyllis discuss their feelings for each other - 'Turn back will I never do. It would break my heart if I lost your love now'.

The bullets rain down as Eric and Phyllis consider their future.