I love you

Today a letter was found.

It was neatly folded. The paper was white and scented while the ink was ruby red. It smelled like vanilla. It was definitely a love letter.
Gently, the letter was unfolded and it read:

How to pronounce "I love you".
“I” as in I talk about you to my friends so much that they are tired of me, but I just can’t stop because you are the only thought on my mind.
“Love” as in love me, please. But no matter how much I beg you never will.
“You” as in you are the reason I keep going and without you I might die.

This letter was found in my cold hand.
I was dead.