𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 / 𝚖. 𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗

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armin was still in the stage of denial, when he opened your letter.

tears stained his cheeks when he saw your handwriting, and he had to spent five more minutes to prepare himself to read your last words to him.

he held the paper in his shaky hands, eyes following the ink;

dear armin,

i'm sorry.

you knew how hard it was for me...

in this small letter, i want to thank you...

thank you for being by my side!

thank you for trying to help!

when i first met you, i knew you were the type of friend who would always stick by and try his best.

i saw all your tries and i appreciate them. and you!

no matter the help, though... it was me who failed.

your words were always in my head, yet, i pushed them away.

i knew you were right, but i didn't want to admit it to anyone.

not even to myself.

you didn't fail to help me.

i failed to save myself.

thank you for everything you did for me those last years!

i wish i could spend more time with you!

time where we'd study together and you'd laugh with my lack of math knowledge.

time where you'd let me put make-up on your face, so we'd take ridiculous photos of each other.

time where you'd comfort me after a bad grade and show me how to improve it.

time where i'd pick fights with eren, when he was being an absolute dick to you.

time where we'd both laugh at his pouty face, until tears were streaming down our cheeks.

i'll never forget those times...

i have just one favor to ask, armin...

this time... help mikasa.

oh, and something else;

move on and forget about me.

i don't care how selfish this sounds... i just want you happy.

you'll always be my favorite blond<3

your friend,
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