Ever since you've died, I've been lost. Both your and my friends try to help me move on and do my duty but I can't.

I miss you so much. Your scent, your silky hair and breathtaking eyes, even your horrible way of cheering people up. Point is, I don't think I can live without you anymore.

So when I start battling hollows again, I'm more reckless and get injured more and more often. Soon, there's a wound that not even Unohana-taicho and Inoue Orihime can heal.

They told me that because the poison was a type of poison they hadn't ever seen before, the severity of the wound, the fact that I almost bleed to death, and the unknown poison in my system, it was likely that I would die that night or early tomorrow morning.

They offered one last hope. If I could fight hard enough, and my will to live was strong enough, it was possible that I might live. I think they both know that I won't make it. I've heard that they've already started arranging my funeral.

I know that you'll kick my butt and yell at me for dying. I don't mind if it means seeing you again.

Sleepy. So sleepy. Dimly, I hear screaming and the sobs of crying from some people. I manage a faint smile of reassurance before my world turns dark.

Turning, I welcomed death with open arms and said simply, " Take me away from here and toward..." my voice falters for a moment before I finish, "to my beloved."

Death nods and whisks me away. Away and toward my love.