Dear Hero

My dearest Hero. I cannot express just how sorry I feel for the way I treated you. I should have just thought for longer. I was hasty, I was angry, and felt betrayed. I felt as if the love of my life had been ripped away from me; never to touch or hold again.

I see now what my actions have caused; and at the end of the day, I have only myself to blame for that. It is true that you will never be mine again, but not because another man took you from me. I did this to you, and the regret of my actions will haunt me until I draw my final breath. Only then will Claudio's soul find peace. I wish I could tell you one last time just how much I cherised you, how much I still do. How I loved the way your hair fell over your shoulders, how your smile could light up the whole room, and how excited I was to build a family with you. Hero, I don't think I will ever truly love again. I don't know if I have what it takes to look at another being and compare to you, my beatiful Hero, and live with the obscenity that they are not you. I once read a quote that said "And suddenly all of the love songs were about you". It always reminded me of you, and now I don't think I can listen to any love songs ever again. I hope you can forgive me, Hero. I know I do not deserve your forgiveness, but you always were more generous and kind-hearted than me. If anybody could forgive, I know it in my heart to be you. Today I am melancholic. I am sad that I have lost you, dear Hero, but I am happy, for Heaven has gained the most beautiful angel. Rest easy. I will write every year to remind you how important you are to me.