Dear Valkyrie,

By the time you read this, I shall be gone. I know I killed Kenspeckle and I cannot live here anymore. But you should know, Valkyrie Cain, that I love you.

And yet I hardly know you, funny isn't it? I don't know your given name. I don't know your parents. I don't know where you live.

But I know that you are beautiful to me. I know that I can trust you with my life. I know that when you think, I can see the whole universe reflected in those chocolate eyes of yours. I know that you are the kindest, bluntest and most amazing girl I will ever meet. And that makes me sad because we can never really be together, can we? You know, I think we were brought up to believe that impossible love was romantic, but it's not. It's sad, it's lonely.

I love you and there's nothing that anyone can do about it.

Do you know how long it takes for someone to fall in love? I don't. How many smiles does it take? How many exchanged words? One day I woke up and realised that I would go to the end of the earth for you, Valkyrie. I want to look after you, to protect you, though you can do that yourself, can't you?

God, I feels to useless.

I could say that I will see you one day, but I won't.

I love you and it's destroying my insides.

All the love that is humanly possible and then a little bit more, Clarabelle.