Sequel: Letting Go ›
Status: Completed, working on the sequel/spin-off.
You Should Know
Doce
I feel I should start letting go.
Not because the therapist says so; we both know he’s full of shit.
No, I’m letting go because me and Victoria decided I should.
I’m taping my ring onto this page.
You know, my engagement ring.
You remember.
I couldn’t bring myself to give it back to you until now.
I hope you don’t mind.
I’ve worn it every day until now.
It’s nice to have as a reminder.
Memories.
No one here asks me about it, ever.
They think you left me, because I’m dying, so they feel bad.
They don’t want to upset me.
Remember when you proposed to me?
You remember.
You cooked me all my favorite foods and dessert that night.
You made me feel as if we were celebrating something I’d forgotten- our anniversary, your birthday, something important.
It was the happiest day of my life, I swear.
I don’t care about sounding cliché, because I’m dying.
We were supposed to have a summer wedding.
Actually, we might have been married by now, since we wanted it in June.
We were supposed to go to Spain for our honeymoon.
You remember.
We might have been in Barcelona by now.
On honeymoon and happy.
I don’t have much time left.
I thought you should know.
Not because the therapist says so; we both know he’s full of shit.
No, I’m letting go because me and Victoria decided I should.
I’m taping my ring onto this page.
You know, my engagement ring.
You remember.
I couldn’t bring myself to give it back to you until now.
I hope you don’t mind.
I’ve worn it every day until now.
It’s nice to have as a reminder.
Memories.
No one here asks me about it, ever.
They think you left me, because I’m dying, so they feel bad.
They don’t want to upset me.
Remember when you proposed to me?
You remember.
You cooked me all my favorite foods and dessert that night.
You made me feel as if we were celebrating something I’d forgotten- our anniversary, your birthday, something important.
It was the happiest day of my life, I swear.
I don’t care about sounding cliché, because I’m dying.
We were supposed to have a summer wedding.
Actually, we might have been married by now, since we wanted it in June.
We were supposed to go to Spain for our honeymoon.
You remember.
We might have been in Barcelona by now.
On honeymoon and happy.
I don’t have much time left.
I thought you should know.
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1. Sorry [yet again] for being a failure at updating....three more chapters left.2. I'm on winter break in two days, so I will update more often, and have time to do the Alex spin-off deal. Also, I'm going to try to write a Butcher story. Let me know if you're interested.
3. Wish me luck on my first final tomorrow. At this point, I'm mostly relying on my b.s.ing abilities.
4. Thanks: inapallis, automatic eyes. , glitter and gold, & HarperB82. I appreciate it. : )