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47 days to go

Dear D,

It is getting more unbearable.
Day by day.
Night by night.
Hour by hour.
Minute by minute.
Second by second.

Today, I don't know why, but I think I saw you sitting on the pavement in front of my apartment building.

I wanted to go and check whether it was you or not but couldn't since I was very drunk and could hardly walk.

I don't even know whether I would have been happy or sad if I found out that it was you sitting there.

I am so confused.

I need to sleep.

But how do I sleep without thinking about you.

And that is more unbearable than any nightmare ever will.

Love,
Jeremy.

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