Letter #4

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New York City, 18th April 2013

I didn't know what happened last night, but I woke up in a mess.

Drinks everywhere, papers are scratched, pillows are thrown. 

The last thing I remember is I drank... Maybe a little bit too much.

I looked at the notebook beside me, all I saw is a poetry.

And I know exactly what happened last night.

Once, you said I was very cute when I'm drunk. That is probably the weirdest thing anyone has ever said to me.

I didn't believe you until you gave a recording of me screaming "I love you so much!" until I cried. 

And here I am, losing my mind since you were not here. 

But my love,

You love was a masterpiece and I would do anything to have you in my arms. 

You are what my poetry and songs are about. 

I am in love with you, and I always will.

Always,

K.H.


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