the sixth letter

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My dearest, Perrie

I don't know how today will turn out after you read this letter. Actually, I don't even know if you read these letters. But if you do, then you probably noticed that it's been a while since my last.

I'm sorry. I've been tardy and failing my classes and simply haven't had the time to write to you. It should be one of my priorities. I'm sorry for failing.

I've decided that I want a coffee shop that resembles home. I want to display my heart and show my love for her to the world. She is my home.

I know in my last letter I said I could never say it. But I've been watching and thinking and she just keeps popping back into my mind.

She's so perfect.

She was beautiful this morning, as she always is. The sun was shining and it reflected in her eyes. Her blue eyes.

I've managed to find a name for her, too.

At some point you might've wondered why I'm sending these letters to you, and not someone else.

She has a name: it's you.

Forever yours,
Jade

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