I know you are feeling weak.
I know you are suffering from an illness.
Everything around you looks boring and odd to you.
But my feelings for you are the same.
I know your soul can leave the body any time.
We may not be able to meet ever again.
We cannot see one another in this world.
But this is not the end of our story.
The love story we have written will last.
Even when it means to last after this life.
Nothing can stop us from meeting again.
Your delicate shoulders cannot take this burden any more.
And I understand it fully.

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