letter nine

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Robin,

Its officially been ten days since you left us.

And I just realised after eight whole letters that I've wrote to you I barely ever talk about myself. I think that's because I don't want to make it about me. I didn't know you as well as the others. That's my fault. But I still can't sleep at night because the thoughts about you keep me up. My biggest regret is how I didn't notice how much I needed you in my life. How much I wanted you in my life.

But maybe in another life that was different. Maybe just maybe, in another life I was better. Maybe I took notice into how you were one of the nicest people I ever met. And even though in this life I wasn't the nicest to begin with, I never hated you, Robin. I never even disliked you. I don't understand how anyone could.

From Nancy.

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