My dearest Elena,
I write these words from my new home at the bottom of the ocean.
There is no way that I can have you, my one true love, without destroying us both.
Not even the water can put out my flames, but neither can it wash away my love for you.
And so, to allow you to remain, I will stay here and burn for eternity.
I have refashioned my heart into a paper aeroplane to throw, so that I can cut you as you leave.
At least that way I will always be with you.
Be well, my Angel.
And have the most beautiful life.
Monday, 7 January 2008
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