I'm dead.

I know I am.

I can feel the bulets in my body.

Tens.

Hundreds.

Thousands.

The pain won't last long...

...But it hurts so much.

Excruciating.

I am begining to wonder...

Why did I die?

I didn't have too.

I could have said no.

But I didn't.

I would do anything to help him.

To make him notice.

To help Mello.

Mello...

I'm sorry.

...I failed...

I can only hope you will not hate me.

After I die.

And that you can live a decent life.

I never did anything in my life...

When you gave up every thing too beat Nate...

I'm sorry I put you down, I sould have helped...

I argued every step of the way...

Ever since school.

I didn't even tell you why.

Tell you I was jealous.

Your hate for Near was awful to watch.

You hate him so much it filled up your life...

..Until there was no room for any thing else.

For anyone else.

For me.

I was stupid.

And now I'll never get to tell you.

Tell you...

Mello...

I love you.