Is it possible to die because of a broken heart? Could it be that my Michi dies, when...when I leave hr? I don't want to leave, believe me. I want to stay here, with my Michiru, with Hotaru and Setsuna...but it's not me how decides this. I'm dying, and I know it. The others think I'm in a coma, but I'm not. My brain is working perfectly well, I can hear what Michiru says...but I can't open my eyes or answer her. Do you know what that feels like? I'm a prisoner. A prisoner in my own body. But maybe it's good the way it is. So I don't have to feel the pain. I don't remember clearly what happened at the race track a few days ago. I just remember the tire of my car going off, I remember crashing into the wall, and then...blackness. Until I found myself imprisoned in my own body, unable to speak or move, just able to listen to my love's words. I wish I could answer her. I wish I could touch her. I wish I just could open my eyes one more time to look at her beautiful face before I have to...leave. Why is it so hard for me to think of the word "die"? I don't know. Maybe because I don't want to go. Maybe because I want to stay with my soulmate, with my Michiru. She's next to me all the time. I heard how Makoto tried to make her leave my room, but she refused to. She said...that she would stay with me until it's over. I'm afraid she'll hurt herself when I'm gone. Please don't do this, Michiru. Please don't kill yourself. The world needs you. The world needs your kindness and your pure heart as much as I used to do when I was...still with you. I heard the doctor talking to you yesterday, my dear. I heard him say that I'm going to...die. There. I said it. Does that mean that I accept it? No. I can't accept dying just because of a...joke. A silly joke some sick dude played on me. I don't know exactly what he did, I just heard Michiru talking about it to a policeman. Actually, I don't care. I'm going to die soon, and I won't be able to tell my Sweetie that I love her before I leave. I hope Michiru will be alright. That's a silly thought now, isn't it? How shall she be alright if I die on her. I don't want to go. It's time now, I can feel it. My heart beats slower and slower...I don't want to go...please, no...remember, my Michiru, my soulmate, I'll be with you. If you don't forget me, I'll be in your heart. Always.
The heart-lung machine stopped beeping. Haruka was dead. No one saw the woman's spirit leaving her body and leaning down next to her lover, whispering to her: "Always, my darling. Always."