Live your dreams

Live your dreams

A Story by Anya
"

...someday, perhaps, I will see you in Heaven...

"

I recognized his tight, spidery writing at once. My hand shook slightly but I managed to hide my emotion well. I glowered at the man handing me the envelope. He touched his hat briefly before walking solemnly away. I let out a long breath then dug my nail into the paper.

 

Dearest Poppy,

I fear for us. I fear the time has come when we cannot meet as we do now. I have spoken to John, he agrees with me. It's not safe. I know you don't like John much, but he's been a good friend to me. So I have asked him to give this to you. I trust him completely.

I crave your voice. Your pretty, sweet voice. And I dream of running my fingers through your beautiful dark hair. I imagine you upturned face in the moonlight, its light dancing off your pale skin and the full moon reflected in your dark blue eyes. Oh Poppy, I miss you so much. I wish we could be together, forever but we can't.

I'm going to die. And someday, perhaps, I will see you in Heaven. But I want you to know I was innocent. Alec took it. But there's no solid evidence. You can't do anything though, my love, I don't want you to. Alec is a good man, with a wife and two sons. His children need him.

In Fact I wish you to forget all about me. Forget all about us. It never happened. None of it. Move away from Appleton, far away. Move on and settle down with a lovely big house, a loving husband and lots of children.

 

Live your dreams, Poppy. Live your life properly.

I love you

 

A tear trickled down my cheek, lingering for a moment before the crumpled letter caught it.

© 2009 Anya


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Anya
>im 13. thank you for reading!

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This seems so sweet. And sad. :(

Great write.

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