xiv / a little sad ending...

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On his birthday, she asked him what the one thing was that she could do to make him as happy as possible. He said she could spend a quiet night with him watching movies and drinking wine which was an honest answer but one she found a little uncreative.

She brought two movies. The first was one of his favorites which he hadn’t seen in years. The second was one of her favorites which he had never seen. In it, a man left random little notes for a woman he loved.

When he saw that in the movie, it gave him the idea to do the same thing for her. This was a happy coincidence because leaving random little notes was the one thing that he could do to make her as happy as possible.

A few days later, he left his first and last note. It said this:

I will always love you. I have nothing else to say but I don’t want to look like I waste paper so I will repeat: I will always love you. 

She was still sleeping when he finished the note and left the apartment. A short while later, as the smoke was rising from the wreckage and he was losing consciousness, he realized that the two brief sentences he had written would would constitute his last words as, in the eight minutes it took to walk to his car, he hadn’t seen anyone to say hi to and had spent the entire time whistling.

He then realized that the note had been proven true. In the entirety of his life since he had written it, he had never stopped loving her. Of course, the entirety of his life since he had written it had only been 17 minutes which seemed to him like a bit of a cheat. He knew he could do much, much more.

His last thought was to wish he had more time to really challenge himself.

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