I wish all those things we have done together are only dreams.
Because each one of them will end in the lovely aquamarine colour.
I am sorry for not being there, feasting on your glorious smile.
Not being there to touch your beautiful dress.
Not being there to leech on your happiness.
Not being there to breathe with you.
Not being there to graze on your lips.
Because in the time you have received my gift I will be gone.
Gone away from the miserable life the merciless heaven has gifted upon me.
An atonement for a sin I haven't proceed to commit yet.
If you have loved me with all your heart, I apologise for leaving you.
It is not without remorse, however. It breaks mine to break yours, so we share the same heart-ache.
When you receive this I can imagine your frail figure tremble. Your fists will tighten and you will try to swallow the grief completely so no one will learn of your loss.
I say just let it all out, cry if you must. You will only hurt yourself by refraining from it.
I wish you will wear the velvet dress I sent you as a wedding dress. I wish you can find a replacement of me, to fill the huge gap I have left in your heart.
I hope you will wear the pendant I have given you just a few days back. The pendant with the crimson ruby embedded on the intricately ormanented silver, the one I always keep next to my heart before I declare you as its next owner.
Heh.
I can't believe so much time has lapsed after we sealed our promises with a kiss.
So it is my time to go.
I am going back to where I came from.
Goodbye.
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