We'll Meet Again Some Sunny Day Part 22

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Old age had deteriorated the health of Jean. Mikasa stood by his side and was the one to guide him to the front porch. They had settled on a house in which the open field was wide. They sat silently, Mikasa's hands in his as they fondly stared at the sunset.

"Remember, the good old days you and I danced at sunset, you in a sun dress. Ah, I remember how brilliantly you shined I will never forget the first time I laid eyes on you, you came into my life like a ray of sunshine." Mikasa gazed at him fondly, she could see the youthfulness in his eyes as he remembered the days they were young and full of energy.

 "I never regretted ever loving you instead I'm happy I stuck stubbornly by your side. And now we had our three children, we watched them grow, and they left out of our nest, ha ,they grew up well." 

He turned over to look at Mikasa. 

"Mikasa, thank you for entering my dream and staying. I will love you eternally and forever even after I pass on, my love will descend from the heavens to reach to you so you will never once feel alone."

"Jean...what are you saying. We'll have many more days together." 

"I'm  saying even if my body dies, my soul will stay by you side. I  feel like my time is coming, it's nearing the end."

 Jean coughed violently. Mikasa tried holding him but no matter what it seemed he had gotten worse. She quickly put him back to bed, sitting by his side. 

His shaky hand reached for her, she quickly took his hands covering them with her own.  

"If there is truly such a thing called the 'next life', May I find you and love you all over again?"- Jean  croaked out, looking at her painfully. Mikasa's lips brushed the back of his hand, her lips lingering against them,

she responded,  exhaling a shaky breath

'Of course Jean.  This time I will accept your love without holding back. In the next life I won't take your love for granted."

Hearing that, Jean widened his eyes before giving her a smile as he closed is eyes. 

(THIS GIBBERISH MESS IF ONLY I WAS HEALTHY ENOUGH TO REVISE IT I DONT THINK ILL BE ABLE TO LIVE ANOTHER DAY IN THIS BODY BUT IF I DIE POST IT FOR ME NO MATTER HOW UNFINISHED IT IS)

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