Thay say, the love that lasts the longest is the love that is never returned.
I supposed, it really is the crux of the Truth. Because, hers was a love that lasted until every last star in this galaxy was gone.
He had her even if he never knew her. She was in his shadows. She was in his sorrows, and she was in his repose.
Knowing that he wanted someone else was like being immortalized when all she wanted was to find death as a respite.
She was always there, but he never noticed. She was the girl he never Knew.
And this piece is the last letter written by her, to a man she deemed worth everything.