Thank you... I love you.

Thank you… I love you.

Hello Yuu-kun,

It has been a while hasn’t it? You must be wondering “Why a letter from her now of all times?”… Well, you’ll figure it out in a bit! I told auntie and uncle to give you this letter once you’ll come back home… If not, then you’ll probably never be reading this… I wonder how many years it’d take before you get to read this… One? Two? Probably even more…

But since you are reading it right now, it means you came back like I thought you would right? I believed that you would come back, I wouldn’t be writting this letter right now if I thought otherwise, we’re childhood friends afterall!

I would like to say, first and foremost : Welcome home… Yuu-kun.

I would have loved to be able to welcome you home with a huge smile, but I can’t, so you’ll have to make do with this letter! You always wanted to study overseas, I hope it was fruitful!

I digress too much… I… It’s just too hard for me to write what I really want to write… The things that I couldn’t tell you in person… But I have to, since by the time you’ll be reading this, I won’t be able to tell you…

I… Would like to thank you for putting with me and staying by my side… Especially with such a troublesome person like me… Even though you said that it didn’t bother one bit and that you were happy to be able to take care of me… I caused you so many griefs and worries with this weak and frail body of mine… But… Thank you so much…

I still cherish and remember clearly every memories that we made since we were little… I still remember, when we were six, you threw yourself into a pond to retrieve my four-leaf clover that the wind blew away from my hand. It was really unnecessary of you and you even got scolded by your parents because of it… But it made me really happy.

When we were twelve, when I got sick, you’d always come over my house to look after me so I would get better as soon as possible and so I wouldn’t feel lonely.

At sixteen, we went on our first date… Well, it was just us going shopping for a gift for my parents’ anniversary, but… I enjoyed it like it was a date… It made me really happy when you took my hand and ran away from the jerks that tried to flirt with me.

At seventeen, when my parents died… When I couldn’t even smile anymore, when I felt like I lost everything and when I felt like joining them, you scolded me, held me in your arms and told me that I didn’t lose everything, that I still had you… That we were a family, even with only the two of us… You know? It felt like a proposal… I cried a lot but I also managed to smile once more thanks to you… It was the first time I cried so much in front of someone else… I’m glad that it was you. Since that day, we started dating.

Soon after I turned eighteen… My body grew weaker and I had to stay at the hospital, it made you worry of course and just like back when we were kids, you’d spend every possible moment visiting me. Thanks to you, I didn’t feel one bit lonely and I was looking forward to that moment when you’d walk through the door, greet me with a smile and ask me if I was doing better.

And then, visiting hours wasn’t enough for you, so you actually found a way to make yourself really sick and get the permission to stay in the same room as me… You’re the biggest idiot that I’ve ever known, who’d ever think of doing something like that?! I don’t need to yell at you again don’t I? Nonetheless, you brought me so much joy and my nights were less boring with you right besides me. For three long yet short years, you’ve spent every possible moment by my side…

I remember everything, the sad and happy memories, the warm and painful moments, the fights that we had, the laughs that we shared… Every single one of them are my most precious treasures… Even the little things that most people thought were insignificant…

I don’t want to leave you… I want to get married and have children with you… I want to grow old with you… Old enough to see our children grow and get married… I want to share more laughs and smiles with you… I want us to bicker and tease each other a lot more longer… I want to be with you for so much more longer… But I can’t…

But… I don’t regret anything… You gave me so many wonderful memories and happiness that could last for a lifetime.

I am thankful to have met you.
Thank you for giving me so many wonderul memories.
Thank you for all the laughters, warmth and smiles.
Thank you for staying right beside me.
Thank you for taking care of me.
Thank you for loving me.
But more importantly… Thank you for letting me be your little Chi-chan…

I really hope that, when it’ll be time for me to leave… Even though, you’ll definitely be crying, that you’d be able to send me off with a smile… I really hope that you’d let me see that smile that had chased away my sorrow countless of times one last time…

Even though I won’t be able to reach you anymore… I’ll always watch over you… I’ll always stay by your side… Like you’ve always did for me…

Please, promise me that you’ll cherish everyday that you’ll spend and keep on smiling, like when you spent them with me… Make me proud and happy.

I’ll miss you dearly and I’ll never forget you, no matter where I’ll end up…

Farewell, I love you,
Your Chi-chan

 

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« Attention!! » Cria le jeune homme en se précipitant vers une jeune femme qui se faisait attaquée par un monstre. D’in coup vif et rapide, il fendit son adversaire en deux avec son épée. Après avoir remis son arme dans son fourreau, il s’approcha de la victime et lui tendit la main pour l’aider à se relever.

« Ceci marquait l’évènement de notre première rencontre… Depuis ce jour, on a voyagé à travers le monde ensemble, partageant rire et larmes. » Dit un homme alité à la femme assise à côté de lui. « Chaque jour était unique à ses côtés… Je me rappelle de chacun de ces jours comme si ça datait d’hier… » raconta l’homme alors que la femme l’écoutait attentivement. « Elle était vraiment maladroite et se mettait très souvent en danger et à chaque fois, j’étais là pour l’aider à se relever. Quant-à-moi, je ne sais combien de fois que sa gentillesse, son amour et ses sourires m’ont sauvé la vie… Elle était toujours là pour me remettre sur le droit chemin… »

« Tu dois l’avoir beaucoup aimé cette jeune femme. » Dit tout doucement la femme qui s’occupait de lui.

« Je l’ai aimé et je l’aime toujours. » Affirma et ajouta l’homme. «Je me rappelle encore très bien de la promesse que je lui ai faite. Je lui ai promis que je viendrai à sa rescousse, peu importe la situation dans laquelle elle se retrouvera. Les larmes de joies et les sourires que son visage esquissait à chaque fois que je tenais ma promesse… Furent et seront toujours mes plus grands trésors… »

« Elle était chanceuse cette femme pour avoir un chevalier aussi vaillant que toi. » La femme murmura avec un petit sourire forcé, dissimulant très mal sa souffrance d’entendre l’histoire du passé de l’homme.

« J’ai été chanceux de l’avoir rencontré… Après notre  périple à traverser de merveilleux pays et les montagnes les plus dangereuses, à voir plusieurs beaux paysages, à affronter les monstres les plus féroces ensemble et à vivre des moments magiques et extraordinaire… J’ai finalement eu le courage de lui demander de partager sa vie avec la mienne. Je n’ai pu retenir mes larmes quand je l’ai vu esquisser le plus beau sourire qu’elle ne m’ait jamais montré… »

L’homme lâcha une toux et sa compagne, inquiète, sauta sur lui pour l’aider à se remettre. « Mais voilà 10 ans qu’elle a disparu… Après cet incident qui m’a enlevé mon plus grand trésor… 10 ans que j’ai parcouru le monde à essayer de la retrouver… »

L’homme toussa à nouveau, mais beaucoup plus violemment. « Ah… La fin approche… Si seulement je pouvais la voir une dernière fois, son sourire, sa voix, sa gentillesse… Elle me manque tellement… » Dit-il d’une voix faible. La jeune femme, attristée par son état, garda le silence alors que les larmes coulèrent doucement sur ses joues blanches comme la neige, ne sachant pas quoi dire.

« Je n’aurais pas pu tenir aussi longtemps si tu n’étais pas apparu dans ma vie après que j’aie perdu ma femme… Je te remercie infiniment… » Dit-il alors qu’il leva sa main très lentement.

La femme prit sa main tout doucement. « Ah… C’est comme si c’était elle qui tient ma main en ce moment… Si… un jour, tu arrivais à retrouver ma femme, dis-lui que je l’aime plus que tout et que je chéris chaque jour que l’on a passé ensemble… Sans oublié un seul moment… »

La femme perdit la force et la main de l’homme tomba sur lit. L’homme cessa de respirer. La femme s’approcha du visage de celui-ci et une larme tomba sur sa joue. Elle embrassa le front de l’homme et murmura « Je t’aime aussi… » Lâcha-t-elle avec beaucoup de mal. « Merci de m’avoir rappelé de si beaux souvenirs… Merci de m’avoir rendu si heureuse… Merci… Je t’aime… Je t’aime… » Répétait-elle sans cesse alors qu’elle fondit en larmes…

 

Letter of a Pained Man

Posted: 12th May 2013 by desfel in Uncategorized
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This entry is part 6 of 6 in the series Deadmen Letters
As long as my heart keeps on beating... I'll keep on running So my feelings would reach you...

As long as my heart keeps on beating… I’ll keep on running
So my feelings would reach you…

Heart’s beating fast, skpping beats
Warm feelings that I thought lost
Reappearing once more, reviving my hopeful self
But… Just like light cannot go without darkness…
Hurtful feelings that I thought lost
Reappearing once more, killing my hopeful self

Oh how it’d be great if everything could make me reach my goal
Reach it without any obstacles and suffering
But this is reality, things cannot go that well
Thus, I’ve found myself getting my legs and arms constantly cut off
Things preventing me from reaching my destination
Things preventing me from reaching you…

Yet… I keep on going, I keep on running
Running towards the finish line, towards you
Everytime I’d lose a limb or two, I’d find a way to recover it
And keep on pushing… So that I can make my feelings reach you
No matter how many times I’d fall down, I’d get back up and run forward

Yet… Everytime I get closer to you… You’d get further and further away
Times where I thought I could finally stop and hold you in my arms
You’d get further and further away, out of my arms’ reach
Not wanting to give you up, I’d keep on running and running
Constantly falling down and getting back up…

With so many things getting in my way
With so many things hurting me
With so many things preventing me from reaching you
This is an unbalanced and one-sided race…
How long do I have to run before I can reach you?
How much more do I have to fall before I hold you?

These legs and arms that have been constantly torn apart and rebuilt
Have yet to amount to the same pain that my heart have beared and is bearing
A pain that is so unbearable… A pain that can only be suppressed
By my strong feelings for you…
No matter how many things have gotten in my way, I have yet to give up
As long as my heart keeps on beating… I’ll keep on running
So my feelings would reach you…