**Title: My Last Letter to you**
Dear Taehyung,
I remember the day we first met like it was yesterday. It was a cold winter evening, and the first snow of the season had just begun to fall. The streets were quiet, and the world seemed to be wrapped in a blanket of white. I was lost in my own thoughts, wandering aimlessly, when I saw you standing across the street. You were bundled up in a thick scarf, your cheeks flushed pink from the cold, but it was your smile that caught my attention. It was warm, bright, and so full of life that it instantly melted the chill in the air. For a moment, I forgot about everything else and just stared at you, mesmerized by the way you seemed to glow in the fading light.
When our eyes met, something inside me shifted. It was like a spark had been ignited, a small flame that quickly grew into a fire, warming parts of me that had long been cold. I felt a connection to you that I couldn't explain, like our souls recognized each other from a past life. I wanted to run to you, to introduce myself, but I hesitated, afraid that it was all a dream, that you would disappear if I got too close.
But you didn’t disappear. Instead, you noticed me standing there, and to my surprise, you walked over, your smile never fading. "Hi," you said, your voice soft and gentle, like a melody that played just for me. I remember fumbling over my words, trying to come up with something clever to say, but all I could manage was a simple "Hi" in return. You laughed, and that sound, Taehyung, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard.
We spent that evening walking together, talking about everything and nothing. The city lights reflected off the snow, casting a magical glow around us as we wandered through the quiet streets. It felt like the world had disappeared, leaving just the two of us in our own little bubble. I learned that you loved winter, not for the cold, but for the way it made everything seem new and fresh. You told me about your dreams, your fears, and the little things that made you happy, like the smell of freshly baked bread or the sound of rain against the window. And as you spoke, I felt myself falling deeper and deeper in love with you.
That night, as we parted ways, you turned to me and said, "Let's meet again." It was a simple request, but it meant the world to me. And so we did, again and again, each time discovering something new about each other, each time falling a little more in love. Our love was pure, untouched by the harsh realities of the world. It was just you and me, two souls intertwined, finding solace in each other’s presence.
As the years passed, we built a life together, filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. We talked about growing old together, about the house we would buy, the trips we would take, and the family we would raise. I can still see the way your eyes sparkled when we talked about our future, how you would hold my hand and say, "As long as we have each other, everything will be perfect."
But now, Taehyung, as I write this, I realize that our future has been stolen from us. The dreams we once shared have been shattered by this cruel twist of fate. I can’t help but feel that I’ve failed you, that I’ve let you down by not being strong enough to fight this disease. I wanted so badly to be the man you deserved, to be the one who could protect you from all the pain and sorrow in the world. But instead, I’m the one causing you the most pain.
As the days go by, I can feel myself slipping away. The pain has become unbearable, but it’s nothing compared to the pain of knowing I’m leaving you behind. I wish I could stay, to hold you one last time, to tell you in person how much you mean to me. But I know that’s not possible, and it breaks my heart.
Before I go, there’s something I need you to know. You were my everything, Taehyung. You were the reason I woke up every morning with a smile on my face, the reason I fought so hard to stay alive for as long as I did. You gave my life meaning, and I will carry the love we shared with me, even as I cross over to the other side.
But, my love, I need you to be strong. I need you to move on, to find happiness again, even if it’s without me. Please, don’t let my death define your life. You have so much ahead of you, so many dreams left to chase. I want you to live those dreams for both of us, to find joy in the little things, and to keep the memory of our love alive in your heart.
As I write these final words, I can feel the darkness closing in, and I know my time is running out. But even in these last moments, I want you to know that I am at peace, because I was loved by you. You were my greatest adventure, Taehyung, and I wouldn’t trade our time together for anything in the world.
So, my love, this is goodbye. I’m so sorry that I have to leave you, but please know that I will be waiting for you, wherever I end up. And when your time comes, I will be there, waiting to hold you again, to tell you how much I’ve missed you, and to start our next adventure together.
Until then, be strong, be brave, and remember that I will always love you.
Forever yours,
Jungkook
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Taehyung's Epilogue:
Taehyung held the letter close to his chest, his tears soaking into the paper that carried Jungkook’s final words. The pain in his heart was unbearable, a suffocating weight that crushed his very soul. He could hardly breathe, the air thick with the scent of loss and sorrow. He had read the letter over and over, each word a knife twisting in his chest, each sentence a reminder of the life they would never have.
He had tried to stay strong, for Jungkook, for the love they had shared. But the darkness that had claimed Jungkook was now reaching for him, pulling him down into an abyss of despair. He couldn’t imagine a world without Jungkook, couldn’t see a future without his love by his side. The thought of waking up each day alone, with only memories to keep him company, was too much to bear.
The pills sat on the table, a silent promise of peace, of an end to the suffering that had consumed him since Jungkook’s death. He knew what Jungkook would have wanted—for him to move on, to find happiness again—but Taehyung couldn’t do it. The world was too cold, too empty without Jungkook’s warmth, and he didn’t want to live in a world where he couldn’t feel his love’s embrace.
With trembling hands, Taehyung reached for the bottle, the weight of the letter still pressing against his heart. He could hear Jungkook’s voice in his head, soft and gentle, telling him to stay strong, to keep living. But Taehyung was too tired, too broken to fight any longer. He took the pills, one by one, his tears mingling with the bitter taste of the medicine.
As the darkness began to close in, Taehyung laid down on their bed, clutching Jungkook’s letter to his chest. His vision blurred, the world fading away, and in his final moments, he could almost feel Jungkook’s arms around him, holding him close, whispering that everything would be okay.
And then, the pain was gone. The darkness lifted, and Taehyung found himself standing in a place bathed in a warm, golden light. He looked around, confused, until he saw a figure walking toward him. It was Jungkook, smiling that beautiful smile that had captured Taehyung’s heart so long ago.
"Jungkook," Taehyung whispered, his voice trembling with emotion.
Jungkook reached out, taking Taehyung’s hand in his, the touch familiar and comforting. "I told you I’d be waiting for you," Jungkook said softly, pulling Taehyung into his arms.
Taehyung let out a sob, burying his face in Jungkook’s chest, the tears flowing freely now. "I’m sorry," he cried. "I’m so sorry, Jungkook."
Jungkook held him close, stroking his hair, soothing his pain. "It’s okay, Tae. We’re together now, and nothing can separate us ever again."
In that moment, Taehyung knew that he was home. The pain, the sorrow, the heartache—they all melted away, leaving only the love that had always bound them together. They were finally free, finally at peace, and as they walked hand in hand into the light, they knew that their love would last forever.
