A Love-letter from the Postman
'My dearest friend,
The moment you walked into these doors, I could not believe Nightingale for damning a sweet angel such as you.
However, as crude as it may sound, I'm glad it was you who walked through those doors. My life could not have taken more of a turn since then, even while being trapped inside these walls. I've gained more friends in here since then, even with my stitched lips. The days that I dreaded to live in weren't as bad with you in them. You were that joy I looked forward to see every morning. Hearing you talk made me content, even if you were just pitying me for being alone at the time
I can't muster the butterflies in my stomach that flutter every time when you were with me, I could barely be around you without this sensation suffocating me.
I was awestruck by your beauty, but thought that these feelings would go away with time. However, with the reason I'm writing this, you can see that was not the case.
You make me do stupid things even in a place where we can't afford to make mistakes. I can't help but to drop everything I have for you, to rescue you even when Naib or another rescuer has already got you covered, to cover you when a hunter tries to strike you down. That smile you have, the joy I see when we escape together. I feel all I do is worth it if it means you're safe, even if what I do cannot be enough at times.
Now that we've been together for so long, I find it more inanely difficult to get you off my mind. Those times when I would not be thinking of you directly, I would end up thinking for you.
Was this match tough for you? Did you enjoy Emily's pie? What was it that Norton said to make you laugh so heartily?
You have no idea how much it aches me so to see you with anyone else. I hate this selfishness of mine, but I say to hell with it! I want to be there for you, I don't want anyone else rescuing you or healing your wounds, I don't want to give anyone the chance to whisk you away from me. I know these wishes will never be true, especially with what I will say to you.
I know I have big talk for someone of my stature, but with you? I feel like dominating this twisted world if it means you'll be there with me.
Although I can not say to you directly, that maybe if you really were mine, these worries of mine will finally wash away?
My dearest friend, the one who still stood by me even if I did not speak. They who have held my hands so tenderly in their own, the same person that left me letters to enjoy and helped me through these hellish times... please forgive me for this request, but I think it's best for the both of us if we don't stay friends.
If these feelings get the best of me one day, I feel as if I'll die from them. Then I won't be there to protect you no more. I love you, with all my heart, I really do! But it's best if you end up hating me. Just distance yourself away from me and resent me for these feelings. I knew it was too much to ask you to love me back, that's why I'll make this choice easier and stay away as well.
My heart will ache, it will hurt, but it won't be anything compared to the heartbreak I'll face loving you mutually only to watch you perish or end up severely wounded.
I love you. I love you! I love you and I'll say it a thousand times more, I really would!
My pen is shaking and my tears are smudging the ink, but I know what's best for the both of us and continue to proceed as so. So please stay away and forgot about me. Someone like Kevin or Emily would surely protect and love you better than I could ever.
I love you once more,
Victor.'