mitchell: i know your love was just a dream, and we were only seventeen, but you're the only love i've known... so please just let me go with you when you're dead. bee: so please set me free, to the stars... i've been gone from this world for what seems like millenia, looking for nothing short of a miracle, i only ever wanted to come home, please won't you let me go... mitchell: another broken heart, now just a memory, bee: i should have left you in the dark, and never found out how to love. mitchell: because, i will spend a millenia, just to find you... before i pull the trigger; to go home... to you. a series of letters in which a story of love, tragedy, and death, is told. Copyright © 2014 - All Rights Reserved