I didn't really expect that a person whom I had loved for years would still be so unforgettable, even for a minute. My nightmare was that he came back to me, and I was really shocked because I knew he had already died. I felt scared but happy; my emotions were mixed, and I didn't know how to feel. So I asked him, 'What happened? How will you explain this to me?" and he responded, 'Later you will know,' so I just didn't mind it. I spent my time with him, bonding with our family. We didn't talk too much, but I felt happy, and I thought it was reality. I always think about what really happened. And suddenly, my eyes opened, and I discovered that it was just a dream. I wanted to continue; I forced my eyes to close again because I wanted to be with him. It's just a dream.
Now I realize that I still love him even now. I don't want to lose him, but it's too late! God took him from us early. I understand he's tired and doesn't want his family to suffer from the hospital bills. I am really proud of him; he is the strongest person I've ever met. I wonder, has he forgiven me? Is he still angry with me? I always question myself. Why am I like this? I'm so stupid for hurting him. My heart feels so heavy while writing and thinking about him. I hope you're happy now! I hope you have forgiven me for everything I've done to you! This nightmare reminds me that I'm still important to you. I want to say I loved you since the first day we met! Thank you for everything.