"Lyrical"

[nestar]

Disclamer: I am not Misters Michtell, Van Sickle, or John.

Warning: This goes to a very dark place. I know there are a few people who have friended me based on my fluffy, crack fic. You want to stay away from this.

 

Dear Wyatt,

  I'm sorry for everything I said to you the other night. I was selfish in my desire to...
You are a kind, caring, brave, strong, courages man, and I'm sorry if I forgot to say that too.

  You said that it would be foolish to start on a path that would be so complicated, but you know me. Jump in head first and when things get complicated just muddle through.

  I wish that our lives could be simple. I never wanted to be a princess, to have the world on a platter. All I really wanted was you.

  So many times I wish I could have told you, face to face, but it would always be the wrong place, the wrong time, the wrong you, the wrong me.

  So, I guess this letter will have to do.

  I loved you.

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“The date on the stamp... She must have sent it out that morning right before she...”

Wyatt Cain stood and walked out of the room. He hadn't been listening anyway. The only voice he wanted to hear belonged to the woman who had sent him the letter. The woman he was on his way to see.

He walked quickly through the formal garden and towards the corps of oaks where she was.

“DG..” His voice broke as he knelt down by her grave.

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