Draco,
Since you've been gone I haven't really slept. It seems weird trying to sleep in a bed that was made for two. I still smell you on the pillows. I miss you. I can still remember the looks on our faces when we found out we were Head Boy and Girl together. We were happy inside but frowning on the outside. I love you. I remember the first time we kissed, the first time we made love and even when you proposed.
You did it in front of the entire Hogwarts population, and when word got to your father that you were engaged to a muggle-born, he wasn't happy. That's why I am here. No one knew about us before you proposed, and the look on their faces as you descended to your knee was incredible. I never thought our relationship would make it, yet it did. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be everything that I am now.
I will never forget you. Every happy memory I have is with you. I forgive you for everything we have been through together, and I can only hope that you forgive me. I need you. I need you here with me so bad, to help me get over the tragedy of the death of our daughter, Jade. Her first word was 'daddy'. She would have turned three yesterday. She was going to be just like you, a troublemaker, a heart breaker, and a good person. She had your eyes.
Why did you leave me here alone? I don't think I can make it much longer without you. And now I am sitting here spilling my heart out for you, at your grave. Why would your father do such a thing as to kill you, only because you weren't exactly like him? Why would he kill our daughter, our pride and joy, our only heir? And all because you weren't a death-eater. All because of me, because you wouldn't kill me. Yes, we tried to run, and lasted only long enough to start a family and have nothing to gain, yet everything to lose. And we did just that, lose everything.
It's all my fault, everything is my fault. Your life was taken because of me; our daughter's life was taken because of me. Now it's my turn, now I shall take my own life. I know that if you were here you would tell me that it wasn't my fault and you would hold me and everything would be perfect again, but that's not possible. And it's all because of me.
I can only hope that I go fast, and that we can be a family again. I will always remember you and the way you looked at me. But I can't help but think of what would happen if you had become a death-eater, if we had never met. Maybe we would still be alive, and none of this would have happened. If I don't end everything now, then the pain will get worse. I miss you.
The pain is rushing through me like it did when I was forced to watch you die. I am so glad that everything is coming to an end. I will get to see you again, and hold you, forever.