It was still hard for me to see him go. He was always the one who would not let his emotions get in the way, but this was different. I wanted to see him… to see the one side he was hiding from me for a long time. Strange as it may seem, I don't think I could stand to watch him go. I couldn't do anything for him back then, but I need to try. I need to see his face once more.
That day made me cry. I shouted out, but he looked at me with confusion and wondered if I was lost, despite the fact that I called him by name. Never once did I feel so embarrassed. I merely played a smile and force the tears to the back of my eyes and simply nodded…. I just nodded. I asked him directions to a random place and he left afterwards, never once looking back.
I just stood there, watching his back retreating and me, helpless. What was I supposed to do in that moment? I couldn't just run up to him and tell him "You were once dead and we were in love. Could you come back to me?" It would be awkward. Was I a fool not to tell him who he really was? I don't know anymore… I just don't know.
A/N: Short little prologue for everyone. How this is going to incorporate the letter is a little fuzzy and so is the plot I have planned. I'll probably have everything solved in a dream or something. As for now, this will have to do.
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