Dear Marceline,
You've been so happy lately. You know I love seeing a smile on your adorable little face. I'm so glad that even now you can find reason to smile.
I picked up a couple presents for you today. I found them while I was looking for food and stuck them in my bag so you wouldn't see. I thought I could make it a celebration tomorrow, of us knowing each other for a month. I want these gifts to make you even happier.
It would be nice if they could do the same for me.
No matter how much it pleases me to see you with a grin on your face it can't keep me happy. Oh how I dread the coming weeks. Months... I know one day we won't be together anymore and it pains me. I'll lose you the same way I lost my lovely fiancée.
You ask me all the time: "Why do you carry around a crown?"
I don't think you notice how I try to avoid the question. I always brush it off by just saying that it's just really important to me. I'm not lying. It is important. Not like you are, not one bit... but I will never be able to live without it.
I don't tell you the whole truth because I know you won't understand. And if you did understand I'm scared it would upset you and I wouldn't see that smile of yours anymore. That would kill me.
But you listen to me. Even as I start to think that maybe you shouldn't.
I'm thinking, seeing you now... curled up by that small fire in a pile of clothing. Maybe I should find us a place to stay. You'd be able to stay there even when I'm gone. I could make sure you're happy and safe when I'm not there.
We'll stay here for the celebration tomorrow, but after that we'll journey together one last time and then we can settle down together for good. We can be a family.
I'll finally be able to have a family.
I still don't know much about you. I'm most curious about how you age! I never would have even believed a thing like you could exist before I found this cursed thing. But now I'm willing to believe a whole new world of things exist.
You act so much older than you look and I'm willing to believe that you are. How long have you looked as young as you do? Will you ever age? Will we be able to stay together for eternity? I can't wait to watch you grow into a beautiful young woman.
I guess one good thing came out of me finding this crown. I got the chance to meet and stay with you.
Love, Simon Petrikov.
I apologize for these being short. Maybe they aren't the best thing I ever wrote but I'm surprisingly happy with them. I hope they get better. Some will be longer some will be shorter. I'm assuming they will generally be around 500 words. There will probably be about a dozen of them, maybe more. I want to tell their story a different way... even if it's not original. But I do hope you enjoy these little nuggets for what they're worth. And I hope one line in one of them will bring up those hidden feels and make you cry. ;3
-With Love,
CA
