7/21/904
Dear diary,
Levi died 3 days ago.
In the afternoon, I was sitting beside him, enjoying his presence when he randomly said "thank you, Petra."
"You're welcome." I reflexively replied.
"No. Thank you so much." I realized that the thanks he gave was not some shallow 'thanks for the coffee,' but a deeper 'thanks for existing and living and doing every little thing ever.'
"I'll do it all for you as long as you need." I told him, bending over and kissing him on his forehead.
I got up from the kiss and his eyes were closed. His chest stopped moving. The sadness that filled me was so deep, crying wouldn't have been enough. I took his flugel, which was on him - he wore his uniform the night before, and added it to the box. I decided to walk to the Jeager house. They should know first.
By the time I reached, I started crying as my brain began to handle the sadness. Mikasa opened the door and hugged me. She probably realized what happened. Solemnly, Mikasa and Eren moved in to my house. We began to arrange the funeral. We got a doctor to confirm the time and cause of death. The activity kept me from just crying, but tears fell steadily.
The next morning I woke up early as usual. I made tea and everything was normal; until nobody drank the second cup. I realized that the bed was emptier than usual. Then I remembered. I was crying again by the time Mikasa came down. She lightened the mood as much as she could.
We arranged Levi's funeral and due to travelling guests, that will be in a week. These days have been hard, but I owe it to Levi to ensure that his funeral would be perfect.