With shaking hands, he sealed the envelope
And put it in the mailbox
He secretly hoped the letter would never get to her
Would never reach his beloved
But it did
With shaking hands, she opened the envelope
Carefully, so as not to ruin the writing on the front
The letter brought her to tears
"Beloved,
I write to you, this last time, to let you know how much I truly love you.
More than the stars above. More than the grains of sand in all the deserts.
I can no longer live without you by my side.
And I know that you cannot leave your place.
So you, Beloved, will be the only one who knows what happened to me.
I have drowned myself. Shortly after sending this letter to you.
Please do not mourn for me. Our love could not flourish. I wish you to be happy.
Remember me as I was when we first met."
Immediately, she tore up the letter
Threw it in the fire and went to consult the local witch
The witch gave her a potion, to kill herself fast
She drank it, no, inhaled it and was soon down on the ground breathing fast
And then slow, slowly, slower.
Then there was nothing
Their love could not flourish
Her last wish was that she meet him wherever it is where people go when they die.