Dear First Love,
I’m staying in a beach house right now. Grandma and I have left for holiday yesterday. In the end, I failed to even say goodbye to you. Saying ‘no’ yesterday was the hardest thing I have ever done. I just ran away from you after that.
I’m finding peace at the beach house. It’s in a nice little town with friendly people and many corner bakeries with deliciously unique pastries that I’ve never seen before. I’m so happy right now. Not as happy as I was with you, but happy that I’m spending my last days with someone I love. Part of me wishes... that you were here.
But that’s just my greed.
Every day, I watch the sunset from the veranda of the beach house with grandma. This whole time, grandma has never once brought up my lung cancer or the fact that I was dying, even as I
