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My dearest Shouto,

Where did you go? Are you happy wherever you are? I do hope you are. There is not alot I can say. Yet there are so many things I could talk about when you were here. I want to kiss you. I want to feel the warmth of your skin. I want to feel the rise of your chest as you breathe. Being alive. Like you should be. Next to me as I write this, but not to you. Perhaps maybe it was a letter to my father, hoping he'd actually reply after trying for years. Maybe it could've been me writing my vows in secret as our big day was soon to be arriving. I never got to propose to you. There was so many things I wanted to do. I wanted to marry you. Become pro-heroes together. Get a dog or two. Adopt an adorable little girl or boy. But we can't now.

I promised myself to you Sho. From the moment you held me close, leaned in with your beautiful face and told me that you loved me. I promised myself to you. And now, I'm lost. 

I'm trying to be happy. I promise, I am! I know how much you loved it when I smiled. I loved your smile too. I didn't get to see it that much.

Everyone dies one day right? I mean, death is inevitable. I just...didn't expect it to happen so soon..

I miss you.

I want you back.

Please come back.

I know you won't.

I love you.