Theodore Atlas Panagiotopoulos
Like my namesake, I carried the weight of the world on my back. It weighed me down, made me heavy as anything, but then I met you. You were the answer to everything. Made me forget the weight of my sadness, showed me that all that I’d been doing, I’d done in order to be ready for you.
They always say not to wait for someone else to complete you, and I didn’t, but baby, I met you anyway. We were going to have everything—the world, which I carried on my shoulders, I took down and then handed it over to you.
We had a good run, didn’t we? Sun-drenched days, star-filled nights. Not everything was good, but that’s what made it all perfect.
I’m sorry that I left too soon, but you’ve got so much more ahead of you.