The funeral hurts more than anything.
Knowing that he's gone... and everything is over with... it kills me.
I question God every day — why? Why would God take Cameron away? God had to know how much I loved Cam, and how much he loved me...
God took away — no...
Cancer took away the only family I had left.
I kneel down beside the bed Cam and I once shared. It was just a month ago when he told me to have faith that everything would be okay. It was just a month ago when he kissed me and told me how much he loved me. It was just a month ago.
A shoebox catches my eye through the horrible tears. My name is messily scribbled on it. My mind races as I slowly pull it out.
Open when I'm gone, the top reads.
My lip quivers, hot tears threatening my vision. I open the lid.
Several envelopes greet me; each one has my name written on them in Cameron's handwriting.
After shuffling through them I find one with the earliest date... from six months ago.
Dear my precious Emmy,
If you're reading this, chances are I'm no longer with you. You're probably crying, hurt, and confused. Trust me, I am too.
Today I was diagnosed with cancer. Stage four. I haven't told you, yet, that it's far too aggressive to treat, but I will when the time is right.
Just knowing this time next year, I won't be able to hold you in my arms. I won't be able to kiss you. I won't be able to wake up to your beautiful face.
Because of this disease.
I want you to know that I love you no matter what.
Stay strong, beautiful.
Much love,
Cameron
I clutch the paper in my hands, sadness overcoming me. A tear escapes my left eye as the memories of Cam flood my mind.
I love you, too, Cam.
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When I'm Gone
Short StoryAfter the death of her long-time boyfriend, Emmy Cole finds a box of letters addressed to her from him. The letters reveal more about Cameron than she imagined. They help her heal from the sudden loss. And to her, these letters are much better than...
