Ship: Ryan/Brendon
Words: 217

On the seventh day of Christmas...

I love you. That's all I can say. I love you. I always have and I always will. Through life and death, I will never forget you.

I'm sorry I left. I wish I didn't have to but I can't find a purpose, all I find are dead ends and empty roads. One day, we might be reunited but until then, I want you to wipe your tears...

I'll always be with you. Please don't see this as me giving up but as me moving on. Not from you, but from life.

I have a heavy heart and I just want to leave...

I love you...

Please don't cry...

-Ryan

I clutch the note to my chest, the tears pouring from my eyes for what seems to be the tenth time today.

I'm spending Christmas alone this year. I'm spending it without any presents beneath the Christmas tree in this old house with nobody to hold my hand. I'm spending my Christmas by an empty fireplace in the dim lights with nobody to accompany me through the darkness.

The snow is falling white outside but I don't go out.

I'm alone...

I'm all alone...

"Merry Christmas..." I whisper.

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