My beloved Luke.
Do you remember the first night we met? You looked like an angel, my love- a very clumsy angel that tripped over a ground squirrel.
I felt like a 14 year old again, all giggly around the cute boy. Did you know that that was the first time I'd smiled in weeks?
Do you remember how I told you I was going for a walk? I lied. The anticipation of dying had become too overwhelming so that night I had planned on jumping off the bridge near that park and ending my life on my own account. I'm glad I didn't, because then I saw you.
You looked tired and sad and angry and breathtakingly beautiful. And I used to always turn away from hope for I was too afraid of the potential disappointment, but there was something in the beauty of your clouded eyes that made me want to stay for a little while longer.
Despite my inevitable death, you saved my life.
And I am so sorry for lying to you about my cancer- I just didn't want you to run away. It was selfish, I know. But I wouldn't take back a single second and I hope, as my husband, you wouldn't either.
You need to promise me that you will move on, find a man who treats you well and marry the fuck out of him. Maybe you'll adopt kids and build them a treehouse, maybe you'll live in each other's company for the rest of your lives and build a treehouse for yourselves, maybe treehouses will be really out of style by then, who knows. But you deserve to feel loved, Luke.
Death is a strange thing, really; but I'm not afraid of it anymore. I'm happy, you've made me so happy. You've made me feel so loved, appreciated, like I'm worth something- and I could never thank you enough.
And I'm not gone, Luke, just gone from sight; like one who walks ahead at night.
Shit, that rhymed. I feel like Ghandi.
I don't really know what else to write.
I love you, I always will.
You were always my angel, I guess it's time to repay the favor.
God, I love you so fucking much.
xoxo, Ashton.
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A/N
And that's it.
Thank you all for reading.
I just posted the prologue & first part to my next bigger fic called "figure my heart out", check it out if you want.
I love you guys so much.
-a-dizzledizzle
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infatuation // lashton
Fanfictionin·fat·u·a·tion (inˌfaCHəˈwāSH(ə)n) noun an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something. "he had developed an infatuation with the boy" {based off the song A Sky Full of Stars by Coldplay}