❝ perhaps the ocean had been calling her name all these lonely years
-- the electric power, the drowning fear --
nothing more beautiful kissed the shoreline than her shades of blue.❞
in which letters are sent between two graduates, but one will ne...
to: yulissawong@gmail.com from: alexis.inoke@gmail.com
subject: i love you
Twelve days, twelve nights, twelve emails.
Twelve is just a number, an outcast lost in superstitions. I don't believe in luck, but it's my turn to end it all here. Time is ticking down, and I have none to waste.
I've changed so much in these past days, more than I ever have in my life. I guess that's all thanks to you. You and your wonderful spirit.
It's far too late, but I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you. You deserve so much more than I can give.
I could go on and on about how beautiful you are, but you'll never read these emails anyway. Funny how life works sometimes; the doctors told me there was a three percent chance of you waking up. Guessing games were never my forte.
Even if you forgive me one day, I can't forgive myself. We're miles away and oceans apart, but I'm about to close that gap.
It's only fair that I pay the price as well, right? Heaven will be merciful.
Don't worry; I'll be with you soon.
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