Today, I can finally say that you are part of past. Clearly I only met you truly after we moving away. Why? Because only revealed that way to be cold when everything was undone. When I need more your help, I didn't have you here. I never imagined meeting our end, but now I pray, I pray thee with all my strength: forget that I exist. Everything died and everything went off.

This was the last text I wrote for you.