#hayabusanoperu

Dark, tires hues that drifted in and out of consciousness, usually staring at the empty space while one princess’ mind was far too occupied with thought. Her whole body was weak, aching and pleading for relief and redemption from the constant pain that was beholding it far so long.

Vivi’s skin turned paler as time went on, and from a colorful aura, it earned a sick, bluish white that made each person to walk within her hosspital room feel slightly weak themselves. Many a time that the princess met gazes with a soul standing right before her, but her ability to utter words properly faded along with her strength. For those who came, a tired smile was offered, while a meek thank you was heard.

It was hard fer her too, seeing all those who felt nearly as much hurt as she had while all these months passed, and she couldn’t help but to feel her own heart break, but by bit, each time her father, Chaka, Igaram, or Pell entered the room— and it seemed as if the joy was stolen from their smile.

For a long while, Vivi had all beliefs that she could return to all her might, but her own body didn’t seem to share that same belief. Days and nights began to mix together, as most of her time she couldn’t remain awake for long, and each time awaken from her daze— there was a small hope of repair that came crashing down along with her eternal organs.

Her body couldn’t keep up anymore, and within a long, sleepless night out of many, she came to find the power to hold up her pen once more, and though her writing was not well, she knew that she had to write a few letters.

Pell,

I’m watching you over while you are sleeping by my bed side, you seem so peaceful, I almost forgot what it looked like. Seeing you like this makes me smile.

I don’t know how I begin to explain my luck, Pell. My luck, for having so many loyal, wonderful people surround me for my whole life, walking by me through my road, holding my hand when I needed someone to balance me, or pushed me forward when I was about to give in.

My life, my loved ones, had taught me that if I want something to happen— I will have to fight for it, I will have to believe that it will come true, and I’ve become much stronger throughout time, and yet, I’ve never felt like I was alone within this world… not even when I was in Baroque Works.

I am sorry, Pell… but it seems that no matter how much my spirit will be mighty, and how much I will want to become stronger… my body does not have the same will power as my spirit does, and I’m afraid that it may be time to make it stop suffering, or else it will cave on it’s own soon enough.

There’s a saying that says that a broken heart may kill one’s soul, I do not know how true that might be, but seeing how much you, father, and the rest suffered because of me— it made my illness feel so little compared to the aching in my heart.

I wanted to fight longer, I wanted to see everyone around me smile once more, and I wanted to return to my life normally, yet I now know that I never will.

You deserved better, Pell. Being around a troublesome girl like myself, one that will set off fireworks by mistake, run away from home at sixteen in order to save her country, bring a bunch of pirates, cause a war, which obviously— you ended. And now, instead of guarding the country like the noble warrior and wonderful man that you are, you spend your time worrying for a princess that could barely worry for herself.

Until this day, Pell, you were my guardian, and you did a wonderful job. You were a close friend, a family member, a teacher and a great man that I will always look up to, I thank you for that, with all my heart, and more.

But from now on, I think that I will be the one guarding you.

Move on, live forward, be the best man that  we both know you can be. There are many others that will need you in their life other than myself.

                    With love, much, much love,

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