beats // k. sj

final

i have exactly 1, 265 heart beats left to live.

fifteen minutes.

i would be spending the last minutes of my life kissing some girl, but here i am, writing for you.

haha, it's fine. i wouldn't kiss anyone but you, anyway.

and yes, fifteen minutes.

i'm sorry i didn't tell you sooner, but i have a weak heart.

the weak heart muscle makes my heartbeat irregular.

i'm not allowed to do strenuous activities, as for once my heart beats gets faster, the faster my life span shortens.

it's sad that we didn't get to talk before i die.

but don't worry, alli.

we'll meet again when the seasons change.

hopefully.

good bye.