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This is the letter I wrote to her that morning:

‘Good morning, sweetheart. I’m writing this at about 3AM, and you’re sleeping after we spent the evening making love and enjoying just being together, after so much time being apart. I’m so proud of you for getting through that last semester and graduating. You did fantastic!

While you were away I came to a realization. My love for you is a force of nature. Kind of funny coming from so scientific a thinker as I am, but it’s true. You’re beautiful and charming and the kindest person I know, and I…well, words aren’t enough to say how much I adore you, and everything you do.

Meet me at the park across from the university, on that bench by the gigantic oak that you’re always trying to climb. Be there at 11AM, I’ll be waiting.

I love you so, so much.’

I was gonna propose.

She didn’t make it, because as she was driving over she was hit in her tiny college-kid econo-car by some high-school kid showing off for his friends in his mom’s Hummer. She was thrown out the window and was probably dead before she hit the ground. This was three months ago.

Her mom let me put the ring on her finger at the funeral. My heart died when she did, and I buried it in the ground with her. I’m only 26, it’s going to be a long hard wait until I can be with her again. I hope it comes soon.