A million words would not bring you back, I know because I tried, neither would a million tears, I know because I cried
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A knock took Jonah out of his thoughts as he furrowed his eyebrows. He took a quick look at his wrist watch and noticed it was 10:46 pm. Who could be at his house at almost eleven pm?
But without a thought, Jonah got up and opened the door. It could have been a killer and Jonah honestly wouldn't mind. He was at that point that he simply didn't care what happened to him. Truth be told, he's been there for awhile. Just wouldn't admit to anyone, not even himself.
"This is for you, I was told to deliver it to you at this time," the mail man told Jonah as he handed Jonah another letter.
"Thank you," Jonah said as the mail man nodded and walked off to his truck. Jonah shut the door and headed into his once shared bedroom with Corbyn.
He sat criss cross on the queen sized bed. He carefully opened the letter.
"Dear my universe,
This is my last letter my sweet. I never wanted this to happen. I wanted us to grow old and grey together. My heart yearns for you. I wish that this had never happened. I feel so guilty as I lay here in the hospital bed watching you sleep. Bags under your eyes as the result of the nights you didn't sleep cause of me. Your skinny frame due to you not eating from worry. All this time, you've taken care of me that you forgot to take care of yourself.
I could never thank you enough for everything that you did for me. From the smallest thing to the biggest thing. I thank god for putting you in my life and I thank him for blessing me with you. I thank him for letting you fall in love with me. I don't deserve you at all. I don't know what I did to deserve such a kind and perfect soul. I wish we had more time together. But that's all I do, wish.
I wanted us to have kids. To see them grow up, have us mess up and forget to pick them up from school, and to love them endlessly. The future seemed so bright for us. But it quickly went downhill.
But no matter what, I'm thankful for the short time I've been here. I'm lucky to have made it this far on Earth. Others have less time then me. I have to remind myself how fortunate I truly am.
I love you Jonah. So fucking much. I'm in tears as I write this letter. It's my last letter. For two reasons. One, I am getting weaker and weaker and I don't think I'll be able to move much anymore. And two, I want you to move on. I want you to go find love again. I know it will be hard for you but I want you to be happy. I want someone else to feel the love you gave. I want you to have your happy ending. I got mine. With you.
Thank you for sticking by my side and never leaving. I'm so sorry I had to leave you like this. I wish there was something I could do. I'll see you soon Jonah.
It's time for you let go of me. It's time for you to go and find someone else. Someone who can be there for you in person. It's time for you to set me free. But most importantly, it's time for you to set yourself free from me and the pain your heart. It's been ten years my love. It's time.
We'll be back in each other's arms someday. But until that day comes, this is the last time you'll hear from me. I don't want this but I know it's the best for you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for everything you have done for me. From holding my hand during the hard times to holding me as I breakdown from this cancer to watching me suffer and not telling anyone. You hold so much trauma in your head, I don't know how you do it.
Thank you.
I'll see you again one day.
Until we meet again my love, this is the end of me, the end of my gifts, the end of my letters, the end of us.
I love you to Mars and back <3
~Corbyn Besson Marais xo <3"
Jonah sat on his bed sobbing his heart out. The sentence repeating in his head, "the end of us." It hurt his heart so much. Jonah thought Corbyn was crazy. Find someone else? He didn't want anyone else. He wanted Corbyn. His Corbyn. Jonah wanted this to be a nightmare. A nightmare he would wake up from. But it wasn't. It was his life.
Jonah glanced at the paper. His heart breaking at what he saw. It was a tear drop. His heart shattered as he realized that it was Corbyn's. No one has touched the actual letter besides Corbyn's.
And that night, Jonah made a decision. Maybe it wasn't the best but his mind was set on it. And nothing would change his mind.
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