Dear Wilson,

You opened my eyes to hope, to wonder, and most importantly to Love. I thought I knew love, what it felt like, how it tasted to be truly in love. But then, I met you. You changed my life, you made me truly see for the first time. But sometimes I feel as my life is complete, and any further struggles will ruin my inner peace. I have decided to leave you this note, a note to say I truly loved you, I truly felt you were the one for me. I feel I must leave you this note, and continue on my own. I no longer fear death, as my life is complete. Please do not make the assumption I intent to break your heart. I love you more than anything I have ever loved in my life. Wilson, please do not ever forget me. If you ever discover my death, please do not mourn for me, I'd rather have you celebrate my life, and the fact that you've been loved, and have given love. You have been my love, and completed my life. I love you Wilson, more than anything. It pains my to say 'Good-bye', but I can't do otherwise. Never forget me, I love you.

-Mozart

Tears wet the page, tears of both the writer and the reader. When Wilson finds the paper, he searches for his love. He finds her, but he can never return her Good-bye...