Follow up for The Lady and the Rabbit.


Dear Jack,

You once asked me if I wanted immortality. Maybe it wasn't direct, but I could tell what you were requiring. The answer is yes. But we both know that is impossible. You can have my forever, but I can never have yours.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I watch you sleep. Sometimes you snake your arm around me without knowing it. It's times like those when I realized how much I must have meant to you. It's not that I don't want you to care about me. It's that I don't want to think about what happens when I'm gone so part of me hopes that you don't care as much as you let on.

And if you do so happen to love me, and you don't say it, I just want you to know one thing: remember me. Not all of me though; I'm not going to put you in that much misery. Just remember one little thing about me. After all, I'm just a blip in time aren't I? All you have to do is remember my voice or my coffee or my eyes or just a small little thing. You don't even have to remember my name, or my personality. Just remember me. That way, I can have my chance at immortality. It'd be a place in your heart until time ends.

Love,
Ianto