A Letter Reimagined
Author's Note: Hey everyone! Here's a reimagining of the tearful and heartfelt letter that Kaori wrote Kousei at the end of Your Lie in April; I cried so much when he read that letter, and it inspired me to give it a little twist! I hope you guys like it; please give me feedback, its always appreciated! Thanks so much for reading my fanfics!
Hey you!
I mean, dear Arima Kousei,
Isn't it funny, you were just here, and now I'm writing you a letter. You must think I'm crazy.
There are so many things that I want to say and tell you I'm sorry for, but I don't think a letter would do it justice. I wanted you to know that you brought colour into my world; more than I had ever seen since I had gotten my disease. You made everything come to life. Every blade of grass, every flower petal, even the sky. It was such a joy getting to enjoy everything with you. I'll always remember every precious memory we've made.
Remember when we sang twinkle twinkle little star under the twinkling night sky? That felt… kind of perfect.
Remember when we jumped off the bridge into the river? We were soaking wet, but we didn't care at all, we just laughed.
Remember the first time you were my accompanist and the crowd cheered so loud it nearly burst our eardrums? I'll never forget how happy I felt in that moment, even though we'd made a fair few mistakes.
I could go on forever, but those were some of the memories I held most precious in my heart. You made all of these moments special, Kousei. It was you that truly made them so.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for everything.
I'm sorry for not telling you about my disease sooner; I'm sorry for not seeing how much it could hurt you without knowing. I'm sorry; I knew I would just be passing through, and I didn't want to get too attached or make you worry too much, but I did. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.
I'm sorry for always kicking you, or hitting you, or calling you a brat.
I'm sorry that I never ate all of those caneles. I'm sorry. I was really such a terrible brat to you.
Don't miss me too much now that I'm gone, ok? That's a promise.
Here's the truth, Kousei Arima;
I love you.
I love you.
I love you more than words can describe. Know that.
I love you so much.
I don't know if you feel the same way, but I hope you do.
So, what's the verdict? Was I able to live inside someone's heart? Was I able to give them strength? Was I able to love, and be loved in return?
I hope that I was able to do all of these things. Keep me in your heart, Kousei. Promise me. Promise me that you will until your last breath. Promise me that you will until we can meet again. (And don't forget to play the piano too.)
Thank you for everything, Arima Kousei. I hope that we can meet again someday. You really were everything that I had imagined.
Let's meet again soon.
Let's meet again under the beautiful cherry blossoms.
Let's meet again in April.
Thank you,
Kaori Miyazono
