Address: Room no. 310, Saint Grace’s Hospital.
Time: Few days before Will’s birthday.
Dear Poe,
The one who lived. I wish you lived some more.
You know I think about you.. that you are even worth giving it. You were.
Anyway, I am not gonna talk about football, or cooking to you rather about things which happened to you. I just want to tell you few things, apart from the fact that you were beautiful.
Today, 18 Jan 2024, I watched Five Feet Apart, for the very first time, since I was forgetting you, which I didn’t want. I still remember the date, I read you for the first time.. 21 June 2023. I read that book in a day waking up till midnight, not because I wanted to but a song was going to be released. But before the song release, you betrayed, and all my excitement boiled down to zero.
You know, I knew that you were going to die, because this is what any author can give, and gives to beautiful souls like you. I didn’t like the book but what made me read it was your existence, I wanted to hear more from you. But the moment my eyes welled up, silence embraced those pages, and I couldn’t read more of your funky character. In movie, you were same as I imagined you. Impressive and cute.
.
But you were destined to leave, because it was not your story.
I wish I could hold a torch up in my hands and reflect some light in your unnoticed life, when you were being written.
You’ll always be a cute person for me.. love you, to the sky and stars.
Bestfriend!
~ I love you, a bushel and a peck
A bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck
A hug around the neck and a barrel and a heap
A barrel and a heap and I’m talkin’ in my sleep
About you… ~
I hope you don’t find this letter, and if you find, take it to the heavens, bruv.
