Soundless Voice POV:
The snow fell, white and scarring. Millions of these flakes dancing gently around us. What a beautiful sight it was; what mockery. Today, you left me.
I will always remember your gentle smile. You needn't try to speak. I will understand you, no matter what. Your smile said everything. But I could never tell you anything. Not because you couldn't hear, but because I was afraid. I loved you, and I still do. But now it's too late. It's ironic, isn't it? That's you were the one who couldn't talk, but in the end, I couldn't tell you a thing.
I remember that you loved the snow. In the years we were together, you would always run out when the first flakes fell, gathering it in the palms of your hand. You would always laugh when they melt. I wonder if you were really crying inside. Now that I think about it, maybe you were comparing the flakes to your own fragile life. Why did you always smile, even though you knew you were going to die?
I wished you would have told me when you were in pain. There was no need to hurt alone. I would gladly volunteer to take all your pain away, but since I couldn't, at least you could have shared them with me. You must have been lonely. You must have been scared. Looking back, I was really a fool to ask you to tell me when. You must have hurt all the time.
I wanted to die that day, the day my world drowned in white. There were so many things I wanted to tell you; I wanted from you, but I was too late in the end. I don't remember if you saw my tears, but by some miracle, I heard your voice. "Thank you." I should be the one thanking you. In those to words, you granted every wish of mine. I do not regret living my life now. I don't feel guilty either.
I can say I've led a happy life. Don't worry; I was never alone, even if I didn't find another. I think I made you to be proud of me. But now, I can be happier still. You've waited a long time, haven't you? I can finally fulfill my promise to you.