From,

 Dolor,


We kissed and your touch was the most gentle and it felt as if I had the whole universe was just ahead of me like quite literally.

You made me a cup of tea with some sugar and bread whilst cello suite no.1 in g major was playing i came to you and lifted you from behind and we threw objects at each other, almost dying of laughter, it was like the best time of my life.

We danced and in those beautiful blue pearls of yours I saw a future which I had never saw before.

It was the future I had always wished for and hoped for, I was finally happy and nothing could ever ruin this.

We were chasing our dreams together and we pushed each other to be the best version of ourselves.

You finally became a designer and I was so happy for you but something seemed to be different this time.

And you proposed me just when betelgeuse was starting to engulf itself and it was the most dreamy moment I could ever ask for.

It's our wedding tomorrow and I want you to know that I am sorry that I won't be there.

You were the closest thing i ever i had as a family and i realise that how weak it makes me feel to have someone who can also face the consequences of my actions.

I have my goals to achieve and to achieve them will bring nothing but sorrow and i cannot do that to you i cannot do that to anyone i love.

You probably hate me by now and i understand it but i have to do this to save us for i have few breaths to spare and fewer to love.

I promise you i will be back in the universe which would be made just for the two of us.

Thankyou for everything 

With love,


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