The way you read me

the ending

Chapter 13:

I think the hardest part of losing someone isn't actually  saying goodbye, but rather the thought of having to live life without them. Without the person who has witnessed you in your most vulnerable form, travelled with you along your roughest journeys, and has seen your entire soul.

You'll soon be a stranger roaming around the world with my secrets in your hand, loving others the way I've always wanted to be loved by you.
And if you do find someone that is worthy of loving, please make sure that they love you too.
The way you deserve to be loved;
the way I wish I could've offered you.

And the silliest thing about all of this is that I knew.
My brain knew that one day this would all come to an end,
but my heart was just never quite ready.
It was stubborn, hoping that somehow we would magically be able to stay.

But I don't regret it.
I could never regret you,
or say that I wish I'd never met you.
Because once upon a time you were exactly what I needed.

And I would never want to forget you, either.
Because I believe that all of these little memories that we've created is what is going to keep me going.
I know that whenever I want to relive the little moments, I could always close my eyes and there you are.

But cheer up, my dear.
Cheer up.
And smile for me,
just one last time.

There (:

you're beautiful.

And I want you to keep smiling, throughout your entire journey of life.
Live a happy one,
cease every moment.

And maybe,
just maybe,
there could be a slight chance that we might meet again.

Because I believe that we're soulmates.
And that regardless of our physical form, we're able to love eachother.
We've communicated through words,
beautiful huh?

We're definitely soulmates.
And do you know what's the cool thing about soulmates?
It's that eventually, somehow,
they do end up together.

Maybe one day when you lock eyes with someone,
you'll know.
You'll know that it's me.

Well, my soul at least.

You'll recognize the familiarity.
And I'll recognize yours.

...

So, goodbye dear.
I love you.

And it hurts me knowing that you'll never be able to say it back.
But I know you do.
I can feel it.

So I hope that while I spend my life missing you,
you don't forget me.

Dear, you need to close the book now.
I want you to gently set it aside on your bookshelf, amongst the many other books.

We will both be returning to our worlds now,

Until we meet again...