My dear. This letter is for you. I know we’ve been fighting lately. Or at least I’ve been fighting you. I know I’m a lot to deal with, so I wanted to thank you, for putting up with me all these years. I want your life to be easier. I know I’m a burden, even though you would never say, bless your heart Rebecca. I know you’ll find someone else more deserving someday. But I wanted to write this to make it absolutely clear. What you’ve discovered, what I will soon become, is not your fault. Death is an idea I’ve played with many times. I tried to kill myself when I was six, remember? I figured life was worth living, until I got that cancer. Then I figured…what better way to go out than on my own terms? Even if it would be faster. I wanted to write this to tell you. I love you, and only you. I know we’ve had our ups and downs but please don’t think of that now. Remember me, remember what we did under that bridge? Remember those parks I took you? Remember when we were kids? You are the love of my life, and always will be. I’m so glad to have met you again. You have my heart completely, and I’m proud to be your friend. So when you hear of the news, please don’t be so upset. Let the waves of grief roll through you, and then move on to the next. There always be a next in your life. But, I promise, this is easier and better for me, than the cancer I’d have to fight. I don’t want you holding on to the ugly, bitter end. I want you to remember me handsome and full of life rather than a weak barely put together mess. This is what I wanted, never forget. But I wanted you more. Know that I will dream of you forever. I wish this wasn’t the end. Remember me, darling. Remember me. I’ll soon be joining my old pet. I love you. I love you so much. Remember that time we went to the zoo, and stayed there all day? Remember that day at the park, we kissed on the swings? Remember remember remember. And please don’t be sad. Remember me, baby please. Think of me, think of me and remember that you deserve the whole world, think of me when you’re down. Think of the way I’d kiss you whenever you’d look at me with those brown eyes and frown. Keep living, angel. You have so much to do. I’ll be watching from heaven, and I am and will be so proud of you. I will finally be at peace, and someday you will too. I love you. I suppose it’s time for me to go. Stay strong for me, angel. So long Rebecca. And, in case I don’t see ya, good morning good afternoon and goodnight, my love.