❝ 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑 ❞
- 𝐚 𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲 -

Dear Azalea,

It's been officially three months since you left me. I have been a wreck since then. I had this idea to write letters to you, which will be like a memory of how much time we spent together. So here I am, writing my first letter.

The day you committed suicide is imprinted in my brain like nothing else. I had just come to your home, with a bouquet of daisies (your favorite) and a charm necklace. When I rang the bell of your door, no one opened. For so long no one opened. I rang the bell thrice, yet no response. Worried, I opened the door with the spare key you gave me. I went up to your room, calling your name out, but you weren't in your room. And then I noticed; the bathroom door was slightly ajar. I entered to see your cold, limp body in the bathtub. It completely shattered my heart. Everything began feeling numb. I called 000 and they came and took you, but I got the news that you've left me.

Forever.

Everytime I think about this, the events form vividly in my brain, and I end up crying. I cry multiple times a day, although I've made progress since a few weeks. Yet, the pain hasn't vanished. I don't think it ever will.

I still never got the chance to take you to Hawaii. You've always wanted to go there, but I never could. And I hate that, because I know how much fun we two would have had at the trip.

I'm sorry if I wasn't complete for you. If I wasn't the support you needed at that time in your life. I wish to have the power to turn back time and be there at your home earlier, so that I can save you.

Everything seems black and white since you've gone. And I don't think I'll ever get over you. You were my first love Azalea, the first person I wanted to bring the moon to.

I hope you're resting peacefully. I hope you look down at me and laugh at me being the stupid person I am, and I hope you still adore my voice the way you did before.

I hope you to meet you again, in another life.

Yours forever,
Ruel