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"