I feel sick from crying and from trying not to cry.
This is a letter that's written both to you and to me at the same time. I might forget that I had ever written this letter...Or even this letter itself might disappear. For me or for you, this letter is written for whoever may live holding on to the memories. When I first happened to come into possession of this talisman, I was very curious about its cause and effect. At first, I thought that the realization of my dream was the effect. Shortly after, I thought meeting you was its effect. Then afterwards, I thought that beginning a new life in another world was the effect. But it's only now that I came to realize its effects. If the cause was me surviving, then me losing everything was the effect. My future. My honor. My values. My people. And you, too. In order to preserve my life, I had to give up an equivalent price. This only made sense. That I thought I could keep even one of those things was my own foolishness. How much more will I lose in order to repay the price? Not being able to see you anymore, I have now realized that even that was a luxury. Memories. Our memories. Memories. Losing them is the final price I must pay. I do not know what will happen now. Will we forget each other, or will we live unable to forget, forever in agony? If I have a final wish...it is to remember you. In a life without aims, to not even have those memories would be hell. And you...As for you...Even if you should happen to read this letter someday far in the future, I pray that you will not be able to realize whom it is for.
My. Heart. Is. Broken. I am not sure how I can survive time-travelling romantic angst. Seriously. Cannot cope. Eyes puffy. Throat hurts. Nose red. Traumatized.
Also, sorry, SUFBB, but you are going to have to share N1 drama of 2012 spot.
