Eu comecei recentemente a ler um fanfic que promete ser umas das melhores que irei ler para toda a minha vida. Enquanto não sai outro capítulo, revi novamente o que li e pela primeira vez, li o prólogo. É uma daquelas coisas que faz a minha vida estagnar. E confesso que estou a chorar, porque o meu coração subitamente encheu-se de uma tristeza estranha, porém verdadeira. Aqui fica.
Harry's POV
Life is short. Isn't that a funny thing to say? Technically, life is the longest thing you'll ever experience. Think about it. What's longer than life? Nothing. But life can be short. What if you had less than a year to live? Less than a year to accomplish your goals. Less than a year to make up all the time that was wasted. What if?
People come into you life by accident all the time, but its your choice whether they stay on purpose. Riley didn't have that choice. Unfortunately, those are some of the side effects of having cancer.
Riley was the strongest person I knew. She wasn't afraid to die. She knew it was coming and she embraced it. She spent each day like it was her last, because well... It might have been. Its weird when you spend so much time with a person, they soon become a part of you - but when they're gone, THAT piece of you is missing. There's this gaping hole in your chest, right where they used to be and you feel like nobody else can understand your pain. Its weird how someone can become that important, that without them, you feel like nothing.
I was lying on my bed, staring into nothingness when a light knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. I turned my head towards the door to see Louis standing there. Sadness and sorrow evident in his eyes as he stared back at me.
"This just came in for you" he said quietly, holding up a white envelope. I got up and walked towards Lou, taking the envelope from his hands. He gave me a light pat on the back before he left, closing the door behind him, leaving me on my own once again.
I walked back to my bed, sitting on the edge of it. I looked down at the envelope to see my name written on it in a familiar handwriting. HER handwriting. I timidly opened the envelope to reveal its confinements. A letter which read:
Dear Harry,
If you're reading this then that means I've already passed away. Bummer. And to think not even a year ago I didn't have the slightest clue I'd be dead by now. Anyways, Harry you were so good to me. I don't know how I'll ever thank you enough. You were always there for me, making me smile without trying, brightening my worst days, and bringing out the best in me. You believed in me when no one else did. You were the reason I was strong enough to make it this far. Thank you for making me feel good about myself. I've never felt more beautiful. Thank you for teaching me not to take life for granted. Also, for teaching me not to take life to seriously and to just live in the moment. Without humor, life is boring. Without love, life is hopeless. And without a friends like you, life is impossible. You taught me that. So here's my secret: I fell in love with you. Completely and incandescently in love. Please know that I want you to move on with life. I want to find a nice girl who will treat you the same way you treated me. I want you to be happy. Please, don't ever forget me. I love you.
-Riley
Harry's POV
Life is short. Isn't that a funny thing to say? Technically, life is the longest thing you'll ever experience. Think about it. What's longer than life? Nothing. But life can be short. What if you had less than a year to live? Less than a year to accomplish your goals. Less than a year to make up all the time that was wasted. What if?
People come into you life by accident all the time, but its your choice whether they stay on purpose. Riley didn't have that choice. Unfortunately, those are some of the side effects of having cancer.
Riley was the strongest person I knew. She wasn't afraid to die. She knew it was coming and she embraced it. She spent each day like it was her last, because well... It might have been. Its weird when you spend so much time with a person, they soon become a part of you - but when they're gone, THAT piece of you is missing. There's this gaping hole in your chest, right where they used to be and you feel like nobody else can understand your pain. Its weird how someone can become that important, that without them, you feel like nothing.
I was lying on my bed, staring into nothingness when a light knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. I turned my head towards the door to see Louis standing there. Sadness and sorrow evident in his eyes as he stared back at me.
"This just came in for you" he said quietly, holding up a white envelope. I got up and walked towards Lou, taking the envelope from his hands. He gave me a light pat on the back before he left, closing the door behind him, leaving me on my own once again.
I walked back to my bed, sitting on the edge of it. I looked down at the envelope to see my name written on it in a familiar handwriting. HER handwriting. I timidly opened the envelope to reveal its confinements. A letter which read:
Dear Harry,
If you're reading this then that means I've already passed away. Bummer. And to think not even a year ago I didn't have the slightest clue I'd be dead by now. Anyways, Harry you were so good to me. I don't know how I'll ever thank you enough. You were always there for me, making me smile without trying, brightening my worst days, and bringing out the best in me. You believed in me when no one else did. You were the reason I was strong enough to make it this far. Thank you for making me feel good about myself. I've never felt more beautiful. Thank you for teaching me not to take life for granted. Also, for teaching me not to take life to seriously and to just live in the moment. Without humor, life is boring. Without love, life is hopeless. And without a friends like you, life is impossible. You taught me that. So here's my secret: I fell in love with you. Completely and incandescently in love. Please know that I want you to move on with life. I want to find a nice girl who will treat you the same way you treated me. I want you to be happy. Please, don't ever forget me. I love you.
-Riley
