[ ic ; letter - your sibling ]
Hey Dean,
I guess it'd be kind of pointless to tell you not to call me a bitch for this, but I'm gonna tell you anyway. I know you hate the chick flick moment thing and that the last thing you want is the farewell speech before I go tumbling down the rabbit hole, but I can't leave without letting you know this so just bear with me, okay?
There's {...} not a lot I can say to {...} let you know just how important you really are in my life. You're my jerk of a big brother and a constant pain in my ass, but {...} you're also the one thing that gets me through each day. You're the one thing that gets me up in the morning, the one thing that gives me the strength to keep moving, even though I know what's waiting for me back home is worse than anything anyone could ever imagine. I wouldn't be able to do any of this without you, Dean. Any of it.
You've saved my life in more ways than one and I know for a fact that I wouldn't be here, writing these letters, if it weren't for you. If we save the world back home, if we succeed in shoving that bastard back in his cage, I want you to know that it's all thanks to you. I can proudly say that I wouldn't be the man I am today if it weren't for you and everything you've done for me. (Which I guess also means I can blame you for the touchy-feely self help yoga crap, right?)
You gave me everything, Dean. And you deserve everything back. After everything's said and done, I know it won't be easy for you by any stretch of the imagination, but {...} I want you to keep living, Dean. I want you to have {...} what I couldn't have. Because you deserve it. Because if there is still a world tomorrow, it's because you fought to put it there. I know I can't make you promise me that you'll be happy; that's asking for too much. I just want you to promise that you'll keep living. Keep putting one foot in front of the other, and never stop moving.
But as long as we're in the City, I'm still gonna be around to help you remember how to tie your shoes. As much as this place is a prison, it's the only place I have to just live with you. To be your brother for as long as possible. And for that, I am truly grateful.
I love you, Dean, and I always will, no matter what happens. Always.
Love,
Sammy Winchester
I guess it'd be kind of pointless to tell you not to call me a bitch for this, but I'm gonna tell you anyway. I know you hate the chick flick moment thing and that the last thing you want is the farewell speech before I go tumbling down the rabbit hole, but I can't leave without letting you know this so just bear with me, okay?
There's {...} not a lot I can say to {...} let you know just how important you really are in my life. You're my jerk of a big brother and a constant pain in my ass, but {...} you're also the one thing that gets me through each day. You're the one thing that gets me up in the morning, the one thing that gives me the strength to keep moving, even though I know what's waiting for me back home is worse than anything anyone could ever imagine. I wouldn't be able to do any of this without you, Dean. Any of it.
You've saved my life in more ways than one and I know for a fact that I wouldn't be here, writing these letters, if it weren't for you. If we save the world back home, if we succeed in shoving that bastard back in his cage, I want you to know that it's all thanks to you. I can proudly say that I wouldn't be the man I am today if it weren't for you and everything you've done for me. (Which I guess also means I can blame you for the touchy-feely self help yoga crap, right?)
You gave me everything, Dean. And you deserve everything back. After everything's said and done, I know it won't be easy for you by any stretch of the imagination, but {...} I want you to keep living, Dean. I want you to have {...} what I couldn't have. Because you deserve it. Because if there is still a world tomorrow, it's because you fought to put it there. I know I can't make you promise me that you'll be happy; that's asking for too much. I just want you to promise that you'll keep living. Keep putting one foot in front of the other, and never stop moving.
But as long as we're in the City, I'm still gonna be around to help you remember how to tie your shoes. As much as this place is a prison, it's the only place I have to just live with you. To be your brother for as long as possible. And for that, I am truly grateful.
I love you, Dean, and I always will, no matter what happens. Always.
Love,
Sammy Winchester