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I had a feeling this would happen.
That our bodies would be riddled with bullets, and dumped into a pit; to be forgotten.
I thought us larger than life, the centre of the universe.
We did, for a short while.
At least, I'd like to think that we did, Zeya.
I thought you foolish for pulling a grenade
I sympathise with the feeling, backed into a corner.
I even slapped you on that stage.
Arithmetic? That was theatre.
We played our hearts out with emotion laid bare,
through that experience, I had time to think.
Time to remember, everything.
I thought of you, first.
Nadzeya Tysckiewiez. I think that's how I say your full name.
It doesn't really matter now.
Do you regret our love?
I don't.
It wasn't the first time I indulged in this sin.
I remember my first bethrothed, Dorota.
Oh, how the mention of your name gutted me so.
I promised Adrien one thing; in my foresight.
That we would be together again, in the afterlife.
I hope you can forgive me for my heart going astray.
I feel guilty everytime I think about you.
Was everything I said to you a lie?
Were I to think on it longer, I'd cry again.
I'd mourn your loss, again; I suppose I never moved on.
I never wanted to.
You were one of the last things in my mind.
I remember one of our vows.
Together, even in death,
I don't have much time left.
They're all raising their weapons towards my last lover. Oh, the woman who tried to trade her life for mine.
I wish you weren't so enfatuated; with that act of selfless suicide.
Know, that I wish we could have done more, together.
I love you.
Goodbye.
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