\"Tim, I'm sorry for your loss.\" Someone I might of known patted my shoulder. I didn't want to thunk about them though. I was numb. It was like someone had given me a painkiller that, took away the ripping, clawing, agonizing truth. The reality of the fact that Daniel, my fiancé, was dead. I refused to believe it. But the coffin I was knelt in front of kept proving me wrong. Daniel laid in it in a fine suit. The one I was asked to pick. It was the suit he wore the night he proposed to me. I won't cry. It was weakness in his eyes. Daniel was as pale as the moon being an albino. Ghostly white hair and hollow cheeks. His eyes were closed but I remember how they once sparkled. \"Tim,\" I turned to see my Uncle Ryu holding a letter. \"Dan, wanted you to have this before he died,\" I didn't question why Daniel gave it to my Uncle Ryu instead of me. He always had his ways. On the front of the envelop was my name written in Daniel's neat joint-up handwriting was my name. I hastily opened the letter. I unfolded it and it said this. 'To my Timmy, I don't have much time. I don't mean literary. I mean you you've popped out to get another pint of ale. But you'll be back soon. And I before I go, have one last thing to tell you. It's not to go buy a sword or get Ryu to protect you. Because I know you can take care of yourself. It's to tell you how you move me, how you changed me. This is to tell you how turned me from a boy to a man, just by loving me. And for that I am eternally grateful. Literary. If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you are sad or unsure or you lose complete faith in everything, that you'll try and see yourself though my eyes. Thank you for the honour of being my fiancé even if we didn't get married. I am a man with no regrets. How lucky am I? You were my life Tim. But I am just a chapter in yours. There will be more. I promise. So here it comes, the big one. Don't be afraid to fall in love again. Watch out for that signal, when life as you know it ends. Daniel P.S I will always love you.' I couldn't help but cry at that point. My tears dripped on to the page making the ink run down it. Thank you Daniel.
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