She was old and fragile, she looked as if the lightest breeze could blow her away. She sat on the small porch of her home and her dog laid just below her feet. The mailman pulled to a stop in front of the pastel yellow home and shut off the van.
"Hello Mrs. Park! How are you doing today?"
"Oh I'm good Thomas how are you?"
"Pretty good actually! I got a promotion," he smiled. "You enjoying the weather?"
"I sure am, how about you?"
"Yeah! It's real nice out. I have to make a few more runs then I'm done for the day. Here's your package," he said, handing her a taped brown box.
"Thank you. Have a wonderful day," she smiled.
"You too! See ya!"
She watched as he ran off and she peeled off the tape. She opened the box and inside was a small tin can. She opened it up carefully and pulled out Polaroid pictures and a crumpled piece of paper.
"Thank you for all the time you gave me and the courage you had to get through it. I don't know If you can ever get this letter but I hope you do some day. I want you to know that I did not feel hurt when I passed away, I felt better than living in pain all the time. Here are our memories. Even if you couldn't remember me, i loved you ever since I gave you that tiny rubber band at the shop. Thank you for talking even though my English is no good, and thank you for making me feel loved and made me forget my pain. I love you a lot, and I never believed in the love at first sight until you. I don't regret it because you're alive and well. I want you to be happy so do whatever it takes. Don't feel bad marrying another man. I want you to be happy. Goodbye."
She didn't cry. Her heart ached but filled with warmth again as she read the meaningful words.
Thank you.
Thank you Park Jimin
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Amnesiphobia||Bts Jimin
FanficI fear that I will wake up and you'll be gone. All the memories of you will fade away, and your face will be nothing but a stranger's. I don't want to lose you. I don't want to lose my sanity. So please, promise me that you'll still be somewhere in...
