It's been months since that day and I can still recall it like it was yesterday. I don't know how long it has been for you... I don't honestly think about it knowing that when the day comes that I'm permitted to come back to Narnia, it won't be the same. Narnia... will be without you.

Who knows... as months pass by here... centuries have already gone by there. Eustace seemed to have had news but I can't bear to hear it. I can't bear to hear the fact that I know he'll confirm. I want to see you again. I love you.

I don't think I've said it enough, showed it enough. I wish I did, I wish I could have but I know that it wouldn't be right... it wouldn't be fair to Narnia. She needs a king that can fulfil its duties, the duties that my siblings and I failed to fulfil... I know you're a great king and you'll do your duties as you've promised to Peter.

Days here go slow and painful. I wonder at times what would have happened if I stayed... would we be happy? Would Narnia survive? So many questions run in my mind and I wish I was given answers. Sometimes I catch myself asking why did I fall in love with you... the answers that went through my head made me snort. It didn't really provide closure.

Why do I write to you now? I honestly do not know. I... I just... I don't know. I... I miss you. I love you.

I know you'll never see this letter because you... I can't even say it. I'm waiting, still waiting for the answers... Why did I have to love you when I had to leave you in the end?

It didn't matter then but now... it seemed to be echoing in my mind.