When I got back from school, I saw a letter on my bed. It simply says, Hunter James Cross. That instant, I knew it was from her. The love of my life. The one who left me in the rain three weeks back. I eagerly opened the letter but carefully. It still smelled of her. The sweet scent of tangerine mixed with daisy. My favorite. Something slipped out from the letter. A picture. Our picture. The one my friend took during the Fourth of July celebration. The exact night when our first kiss under the sky of fireworks. I smiled when I recalled that time when her heels broke and I piggybacked her all night long. It was a moment to remember. Hastily, I began to read the letter.

"Dear Hunter James,

      You are the love of my life. My first love. The one I will not forget for the rest of my life. You are the sun in my sky, the wind in my garden and the light in my shadow. The reason I wrote you this letter because maybe, now, I am gone forever. I'm so sorry, Hunter. I don't want to told you about my illness before because I know you will not let me go and I don't want any kind of sympathy from people. I want to survived it all alone because I want to show my mother that I am strong and able to get through this. But now, I'm going to reveal all to you. I suffered from a rare disease of  leukimia. The one that will not respond to any kind of treatments available. It will only take a miracle to save me. But I know, nothing will change. But, a hope did came to me and made me believe that miracle did exist. It's you, Hunter. Yes, you gave me hope and strength all I need to made me forget all the problems that bothered me at that time. When I'm with you, I feel lighter and happier. Nothing ever made me feel this way. You gave me courage to live my life. You gave me enough hope to made me feel I'm healthy, even though I'm not. I knew I was going to die but you made me think I still have chance. I don't want to go. I want to be with you. I knew about the disease a few days before you saved me from your friends. The time you finally knew my name all these years of living in this small town together. I never knew I would be the object of affection of the most popular guy in school. I was just another plain girl who studies a lot and rarely have any friends to hang out with. In other words, I'm an outsider. Truth sucks. I know. And I still remember those time when you would walk past me without see me there. If we recalled all this back, I knew we would laugh and talking about our future someday. Someday. I like that word. It made me think I still have a life in future. But then, having you in my life made my life sparkled with love. Do you know that I always pray that one day you will notice me? Yes, I did. And surprise surprise, it came true. We locked our eyes together and I knew that time, we had fallen in love. Our relationship has been a surprise to our peers. Who would thought that Hunter Cross dating an outsider? We both knew that and we survived it all together all these summer days. We would go fly-fishing during a hot day and cuddled together, watching Pretty Woman over and over again. I loved the way you rest your cheek on top of my head. I loved the way you secretly hold my hand in front of other people. I loved everything about you, Hunter. You are the best thing thats ever happened to me. But, in the end I know, I'm just a summer fling to you. When summer's over, so is our relationship. I overheard you talking to your friend that your feeling towards me was just like another fling you had before. But I knew the tone of your voice that it's not true. You made yourself say the words you don't want to say. Hunter James, I never regret falling in love with you. I still love you, no matter what are the circumstances. And I know you really loved me. I love you more than anything. You are better than Jane Austen, better that Julia Roberts and better than anything in this world ever meant to me. But, I knew someday our relationship has to end. And so I decided to leave this town. And you. I'm so sorry, Hunter. I knew this will hurt you but it's the only way. I'm sorry. I love you, Hunter James Cross. You're my everything. Always be.

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