Letters Never to be Sent: Cecily Leblanch-Miles

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Tessa,

By now I'm sure  you've realized that I'm not coming home. If you're reading this,  somehow this letter has fallen into your care many years after I am dead  and gone. You'll hate me for leaving you, I'm sure. Believe me, I hate  myself enough.

I am so sorry.

When I first found  out you were a girl, I wanted to name you Tessa. Daddy wanted to call  you Bridget but that seemed too cold. And I thought about who I wanted  you to be. And I realized I wanted you to be whoever you wanted to be.  My grandmother had taught me that you can be anyone if you try. She was a  dancer, a very talented one at that, coming from a family of tailors.  She became who she wanted to be. And that's all I wanted for you, for  you to be yourself. So I gave you her name. I called you Tessa after  Theresa Oliviér, the only woman I met who followed her dreams till the  end.

Tess that's all I ever wanted.

And I threw away my  chance to see that. It pains me to think that I'll never see you grow  up. That you'll have to do without me because of my own selfishness. I  won't be there to help you through life; school, friends, choices,  boyfriends, heartbreaks, deciding your future, falling in love, raising a  family, becoming who you want to be. I'm going to miss you become the  wonderful woman that I know you'll be, the girl I wanted you to be.  Smart, kind, brave, stubborn like your mother and funny like your  father. I'll have missed it all. For what? Why did I miss your entire  life, Tess?

Greed. Selfishness. Pride.

For my sins I have paid with my life.

And missed all of yours.

So here's my  goodbye, the thing I've wished I could tell you since I got here.  There's no words to explain my sorrow at the idea that I won't be  witnessing the rest of your whole life. There's nothing I could write  here that could make it better or make you forgive me. But I just want  to say that I love you, I love you so much.

And I'm still with you. I  promise I'll never leave you. Never. Honey I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I  know I've ruined your life by leaving, I know that I've made a mess.  And I'm sorry. If I could take it all back I would. But I can't. And  that's my biggest regret.

Daddy's going to  take care of you Tessa. He's there. I know how badly it's going to hurt,  it's going to hurt for a while. But you'll forget after a whole. I'll  fade into your dreams until all that's left is the echoes of my laugh  and the faint memory of my favorite perfume. You're going to be a  wonderful girl Tessa. You're going to be everything I wasn't.

Il est correct de me  laisser partir, petit soldat. C'est bon d'oublier. Je t'aime toujours.  Maman vous aimera toujours. Je suis tellement désolé. Adieu l'amour.  Laissez-moi partir.

You'll be able to read that someday.

I love you.

I love you I love you I love you.

Goodbye, my little soldier.

Adieu, mon petit soldat.

Love always,

Mommy

Cecily Dominique Leblanch-Miles

I deserve death.

And it shall come for me.

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