"Here I am, standing on this bridge, where two around 30 years old males committed suicides. All we know is that first jumped man with brown hair around eight o'clock pm after releasing white snow owl and that the blonde jumped on the same spot just half an hour later. The police still didn't identify any of them, so if you know anything, please call 911 and tell what you know. This was Nathan James for WNC."
There were now some commercials on TV but the girl who was watching it didn't care and she also had no straight to turn it off. The tears came to no end, her face, the hanky and even her hands were all wet. She was lying on her bed which was also her husband's just few hours earlier. The room was full of personal things like pictures of her and her blond husband but the only thing worth noticing in that room beside her was crumpled letter written with soft green handwriting.
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I hoped that green was meant to be
You always reminded me on how world can be so big and powerful. You gave me strength for every single thing I did in my life. The power of this world shined through your eyes and when I first saw that I was taken aback and I made a terrible mistake. I pushed you away and I regret that every single second of every minute of every hour of every day of my entire life. I had a chance to be with you but I threw it away and now I am unable to pick it up. I scratch, I try over and over again but I can't get it no matter how hard I try. This wasn't the first time I saw you. We met before. But I thought I will forget you eventually. But there you were again and I who was desperate to be close to you, I and nobody else, I, I pushed you away. And you hated me for that, but your hate couldn't compare to mine. I hated myself so deeply that I didn't even want to kill myself. I wanted to suffer, to see and feel what I did. And all those years that I was so near but yet so far from you almost made me go insane. But as bad person I was I tried to do good, to prove you that I can be better and I tried to show you that you can give me another chance which I would cherish with all my life. But with every good work of mine you hated me even more. Those seven years were my best and my worst in my whole life. After that I didn't see you for a long time and I thought that my suffering and my pain will finally be over, that I will be able to push my thoughts about you in the back of my mind. But there you were again. You were even more beautiful than the last time I saw you. They gave you the table opposite of mine and because of you I almost got fired. But I didn't care. I didn't care at all. With you near me my heart started beating again. But my work was shallower from one day to another. But with that you were happier and happier. And so I started doing wrong things on purpose, just to make you happy. And I got fired and again I didn't see you. But I was again wrong with thinking that I won't see you again. You got married. You looked perfect that day and it looked like nothing could spoil your day. You married my best friend and I could see you so close, your pale skin, rose lips and still penetrating eyes. It looked like you could see through me with them and I felt week as I feel every time I think of you. And I hate being week, I hate being someone who you do not love and I want to end this. So I stand here, at this bridge. And maybe when I will fly I will forget all the sadness that is fulfilling me. I don't care what happens with this letter, I just want you to know that I love you more than my own life and that my death will be perfect if I die with you on my mind. You will be my Aum, you will be my sound of infinite, Draco.
Never yours,
Harry.