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I love you dearly, but I must go.

Hi baby!

He plants a kiss on my cheek.

I love you, I brought you something from downstairs.

He moves his hand around from behind him, a dark blue rectangular book in his hand with a large circular moon on the cover. My favorite children's book.

You're smiling! I knew I got the right one! Want me to read it to you?

Of course I did, I nodded, he smiles in return.

Here we go, your favorite page.

My heart dropped for some reason I couldn't think of. Dread filled my chest and my eyes widened.

Meet me at the moon, my beloved, for I will be waiting.

What— what's happening?

I'm sorry, my love. I have to go.

No, wait— PLEASE

Now you've gone away and left me a husk.

A change of pace is good for the soul.

You weren't the best for me, but you were all I had.

Fields I Can't Remember

You always took so much on your shoulders.

Your job, you never told me much about it, but I figured enough out eventually.

…you take notes on the people who die, right?

Sounds depressing.

But you were never sad…

How did you keep happy? Seeing how many people die, cataloging them in all those books and binders you kept downstairs.

I wish you let me carry some of that…

You barely let me stand up some days, not that I complained.

…you saved me.

It took me years to recover.

You wanted to help me every second.

I never got my voice back.

I suppose the only time you ever heard me talk was me screaming for help.

Are you up there?

I'm looking at the moon from down below.

I can't see you.

Keep your hope, my love, you'll need it for the road ahead.

I slept at that waterfall.

The rushing water was calming, I think a few of the rabbits sniffed me while I slept.

Sleeping feels a lot lonelier without you.

I should start walking again.

I found a bridge! It's a bit rickety, but it'll do…

…I can't see what's on the other side…

…But this feels like the right way to go.

If only you could hear me now, my love.

My Nicky, my explorer.

I'll be with you before you know it.

Fields

Wheatfields, as far as the eye can see.

It doesn't look like they have an end.

I can see, in the distance, a windmill.

There's something coming out of the top, but I can't tell what, too far away.

My backpack feels heavy, but I can't put it down. Not yet.

There are locusts everywhere…

They look like stars…

Where am I?

I used to read you children's books.

It was naive and, childish— to a degree.

But it never failed to make you smile.

You're almost here, my love.

I can't wait to see you.

It's hard to remember anything here.

I think of your face and I'm— I'm lost.

It hurts to think I've lost you…

It's been so long.

All the memories have faded.

They've turned brown and grey, colours of mold and dust.

Are you still with me?

Agapito

baby…

Do you remember me?

Did you forget all the time we spent together? Cuddling on your couch?

Why did you leave me?

Please tell me.

I can't stop asking myself that question.

Was it something I did?

Did I pull us apart?

Maybe…

Maybe if I find you you'll tell me why?

You'll tell me that—

That I didn't fuck it up.

That you love me still.

I'm going to the windmill now.

I'll see you soon.