Dear John Doe,
I have received exactly one letter from you and sadly I hear it was your last. I have tried contacting the people you have chosen to send the letter and they informed me of why I didn't get them. It wasn't because they got lost in the mail, the person you kept choosing had turned out to be keeping them for herself. She had explained she was in love with you for a while and wanted those letters to be for her. She had given them to me with a sorrowful expression and had meant no harm. They weren't even opened. Right then I had decided to open them in front of her and let her read them to me as if it was to her. She lit up and I had found out all that I had wished in those letters. I had found out you did truly love me. Even to your dying breath, but I am sorry to say that I did not love you the same. I found a man and we've been dating for a couple of nights. I think he's the one I need to spend my life with. i'll be going to your funeral next week and I'll be giving a speech of our time together. Decided that it would be best if people knew the true you and not the mean guy you act like. Anyways, this is farewell I guess, nothing else to say that hasn't been said. Nothing else to love that hasn't been loved. Only me here alone and left behind on this Earth to live without you. Good bye my lover and friend.
Your Always Cherished,
Lover
