Neymar,
I can't believe it. You really did it. Why don't you want to live anymore? You are still so young, you have your whole life in front of you.
I got your letter yesterday and I can only say I'm sorry, Ney. For causing you so much pain. It was never my intention to hurt you, I swear. And seeing that I hurt you so much that you don't want to live anymore hurts me too, you know? It hurts so much seeing the one you love that hurt.
I spoke to your sister today. She said, she found your lifeless body on your bed, the wrist cute open as you were about to bleed to death. To hear that about you was really shocking. I met you as a friendly, funny, cheerful and happy person. And now you are in a coma. You have no idea how bad I'm blaming myself right now. In your letter you said this is your fault, but it's not! It's my fault! I made this mistake, not you! And I'm endless sorry for that. I regrett it so much. I wish I could undo it but this is impossible.
But I want you to stop blaming yourself, Ney. I don't want you ever to think that you are not enough for me. You are everything I could ever ask for and more. You are my soulmate, my better half. You are my everything, Neymar. So please don't leave me, yeah. If you would die now, I could never live the same. I wouldn't even survive one day, knowing that I killed the most wunderful human being the world will ever know.
I don't know why I even write this letter. You are in a coma, you won't be able to read this let alone the fact that I don't even know where are. Your sister didn't tell me, she said you don't want me to know. But it's okay. I will find a way.
Yo te amo.
Lionel
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