A Piece of Time Limited Love

Story by : Kathy

            Our love story has a time limit. I don’t want to see you cry for me for the rest of my life. I can’t see your tears rolling down your red cheeks. I want to see you happy in this short time. I want to die without regret.

            It was summer when I was 10, I heard doctor say to mommy and daddy that I have leukemia(blood cancer) and it would be hard for me to live the age of 21 unless I got spinal cord transplant. I heard it and you heard it too. You heard your daddy said it to my mommy and daddy. I didn’t cry but you did. It’s the first time someone besides my family cried for me. From then on, we were always together. We wrote our promises on a piece of paper. I promised to marry you when I grew up and you are willing to be my bride. We bond that promises on a piece of paper in an envelope.

            Our love story has a time limit. I want to decorate your face with smile. I am willing to sacrifice anything just to see the smile on your face. I want to remember each part of  your face before I really can’t see it anymore.

            18 years after that, we were still together and you grew up became a beautiful angel. I liked to see you play volleyball. The way you jumped, the way you celebrated your victory, the way you handled the game. You were the apple of my eye. I loved you, my angel. I couldn’t always stay by your side because I was a burden. Then I decided to move to another school. Mommy and daddy agreed to let me choose my favorite school when I was in Senior High School. I moved to another school without you knowing it but you still caught my eye. You entered the same school as I was. You said you didn’t want to be separated with me because you were my girlfriend. Yes, that was true, you were my beloved girlfriend. But I couldn’t let you waste your life by being with me. I acted rude to you and you left me with tears rolling down your lovely cheeks. Your eyes were blurred with tears and I could see pain in it. I didn’t mean to be like that.

            Our love story has a time limit. I want to spend the rest my life with you but I can’t stand to see you cry. When you are with me, you always cry. It makes me hurt to see you cry. I love you more than anything in this world , my beloved angel.

            On my 20^th birthday, you didn’t celebrate it for me like you always did. It was winter and I liked winter because it could numb all my pain and all my feeling. When I stared out of the window of the hospital, someone knocked the door. Yes, I was hospitalized again to be checked up. It was you who knocked the door. You brought cakes and put it in front of  me. You asked me to make a wish. Did you know what I wish for that day? I wished that you would always be happy even though I was not in this mortal world anymore. I blew the candle and you put the cake aside. You took out something for the pocket of your coat. A present for me and it was a four-leaf clover necklace. You said it would bring luck to the owner. You stared me in the eyes, the eyes that I  liked so much and said to me to never left you. I couldn’t say anything nor promised you. I knew my condition well and I knew my time was running out. That day I took you to a date. We went to the place that you and I both liked. We spent that all day with smile and laughter. That’s what I wanted all my life, your smile and laughter. That night after our date, my condition got worse. I even had to take oxygen mask but I asked your father and my family to say nothing about that. The day after my unforgettable birthday, I asked permission from my family and your father to take you out. They already knew it so they granted my wish.

            Our love story has a time limit. This will be the first and the last letter I ever written to you. I know today is my time but I don’t want to die in my hospital bed. I want to die with you by my side at our favorite place, the flower garden. I am sorry I can’t keep my promise to marry you but I want you to know that I will always love you. I have wished to become your guardian angel when I leave. Goodbye and remember that I will always love you, my beloved angel.