Aethelgard
I will not tell you that you are wrong, because the tragedy of us is that we are both entirely right.
We loved each other with the kind of ferocity that poets spend lifetimes trying to capture, but fire cannot build a home, all it does is consume. I wanted to give you the world, but it seems the language of my devotion was written in a script you could never read. It breaks my heart that my silence felt like a lack of love to you, just as your desperate searching felt like a storm to me.
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You do not need to apologize for who you are. I won’t deny that I wanted you to change, but it was only because I desperately wanted us to find a quiet place where the fighting could stop. But a beautiful memory cannot save a breaking structure. Today at the café, as well as the amalgamation of all the differences we had and the fights due to that, the space between us simply became too vast to cross.
I will carry the brilliance of what we had in my mind forever, standard and pristine. Do not worry about my health or the fever; worry only about finding the peace you deserve. You are a masterpiece of a person, but we are a masterpiece that has reached its final line.
Take care of yourself.
