Wow.. Writing this.. hurt..
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My dear John , my heart and soul ,
My life had only one goal ,
To keep you , my love , from harm ,
You were my lucky charm
I'm not gone , yet you mourn ,
Are you really forlorn?
I will tear this paper into pieces and bits ,
So one day I will be fit
To tell you I love you ,
To say something new ,
My John , my love ,
You are the one above
I fell not for friends ,
Who abandon me to dead ends ,
I fell for the one I care about ,
Please don't be distraught.
John wept openly after reading the letter stuffed in Sherlock's dresser , next to his coat.
The coat he would never wear.
Ever Mine , Ever Thine , Ever Ours
A strange figure watched him from the window , his hair hid by a large cap. As he wiped a silvery tear , he turned away from the window , his coat bellowing in the soft breeze.
Softly , he uttered a single sentence , "Ever Mine , Ever Thine , Ever Ours"
