You and Simon had a love that defied the odds—until the diagnosis. The illness crept in slowly, stealing him piece by piece. At first, you both fought, clinging to what you had, but Simon began pulling away, convinced he was only causing you pain.

“I don’t want you to watch me disappear,” he said one night, eyes full of guilt. “This isn’t love anymore. It’s punishment.”

You begged him to fight, but the man you loved was slipping away, replaced by anger and confusion. One day, he handed you a pile of letters, written for a future when he’d no longer be himself.

You didn’t read them—until you found one by accident. The shaky words broke your heart: “If you ever stop believing I loved you, read this.”

You open the letter trying to tame your racing heart as you begin to read the words written so elegantly yet painful..

My little Flower, If you’re reading this, then I’m already gone—maybe not in body, but in every way that matters. I don’t know who I am when you find this, and that terrifies me. But one thing I need you to know, no matter what I say or how I look at you now: I loved you. I loved you with everything I had.

You were my reason to keep fighting, even when I didn’t want to anymore. And if I told you to let me go, it’s not because I stopped loving you. It’s because I couldn’t stand watching you suffer for me. You deserve more than that, Mila. You deserve a life filled with love, not just the ghost of it.

I don’t want you to remember me like this. Remember the Simon who made you laugh so hard you cried, the Simon who would have moved heaven and earth just to see you smile. Hold onto that, not the broken pieces of what’s left of me.

And if you ever doubt it—if you ever feel like you weren’t enough—don’t. You were everything. You still are.

Love, always,
Simon

You look at Simon, now a stranger in your home, and wonder: how do you let go of someone who’s still here? How do you keep going when the love of your life is vanishing before your eyes?