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A message

"Tom! A message from somebody just arrived in the mail! Please come downstairs and come get it."

He groaned and rolled his black orbs the best he could before heading downstairs. 'Who the hell sends messages by letters anyways? What are we 80?' He grunted down the stairs and slumped on the couch. "Must be the letter Edd was talking about, well whatever, I'll just read it and throw it away later.." He huffed, ripping the top open, hissing at how difficult it was to open an envelope in the first place beforehand began reading.

It was hard to see because of red splodges of paint along the text of the paper.

Tom,

If this reaches you, then let me start off by saying what I truly feel before I get myself killed. I Tord, am in love with you, even if you hate me, even when you tried to kill me, my love never died. I lived for you, leaving you was tye most painful thing I could've done. It tore me apart, I understand you may not feel the same, but right now? I don't care, just imagining your smile and your eyes is all I need. Your black orbs are as deep as the space, endless and beautiful. Your jawline and how messy your hair is no matter how long you take to get ready in the morning. Your lop-sided smile and how your nose wrinkles when you find discomfort in certain topics is cute. There is so much you never knew I caught onto. Yet, so many of my close friends have told me you felt the same, but I refuse to believe it. After so many years, somebody like me doesn't deserve love, yet I can't help but hope.. I know I'm pathetic, but even now, when I talk as if I'm about to die, I can't help but feel comfort and feel a need to let you know. That, in this letter, I love you, you mean the world to me and you are the only imagine in my head that helps me function like an actual human being from a day to day basis. Thank you, I love you more than the world could ever even know,

Yours Truly,
Tord.

Toms eyes watered, becoming glossy as tears ran from his pitch black eyes. One could swear, whenever he spoke to Tord you could see the slightest light in them. Now.. Even that light would be gone. He smiled, the pain was unbearable, he wished he had spoken up like a man in highschool, stopped this, had a happy life, and treat Tord as he deserved, a wife who can relax after so many years of stress..

I'm sorry Tord,

I Love you,

Goodbye, my light,
Goodbye, my kitten,

Goodbye,

My first and last love..

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The letter had gotten to Tord as he laid in the hospital bed, he read it with shaky hands, each word like a stab to the heart, remembering that he couldn't hug his brute from this position. He shook in the cold room, crying quietly. He stayed as still as possible, full of stitches and bandages he felt numb, nothing. There was no pain, only happiness now.

Thank you Tom..