Letter 12

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Dear Mary,

A month.

And I have survived... or maybe not.

I haven't written any letter to you in a month yet I still think of you, my heart longs for you. I try to forget you but you're still there, inside me.

But I could only remember memories of you and barely your face.

We never had any pictures together, but it's fine. The memories would do.

Tho it gets cold, because you're not here. It's lonely even if I have friends.

I hope you're not lonely, you don't deserve to get lonely.

You deserve the whole world and I'd give it to you. Maybe if you'd just let me, but how would you, if you have no clue.

I'm being stupid, I always am, especially when I start to think of you that it's hard to stop.

Everyday, it grows even more dull.

I'm free yet my life feels meaningless.

You taught me how to be myself and to put myself first but right now, you are the only reason that I could think of so I could go on.

You have become my purpose, but I can't have you.

And I'm starting to realize if I can't have my purpose, what's my life for?

Please have a nice day. I mean it.

Sincerely yours,
Ririka Momobami

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