if this was my last letter.

September 11, 2021

someday, we'll be running in your favorite sea. waiting for the wave to meet the beach. you hug me while we watch the sunset.

then I'll say, “the sunset is beautiful, isn't it?” you have no responses, hug me tighter. I can hear your heartbeat.

“yes, beautiful as you.” I smile through your answer.

life is must be going on. I can't live in the fairytale I was thinking about.

with you, Christopher.

someday, in the last day of me adoring your smile, I'll say thank you for accompanying me in last several times.

I love you, truly. see you when I see you. love of my life.

lyantares, 2021.