Dear Richard,
My friends offered to get me a drink, I declined it. I don't feel like going out anytime soon. I feel like the shock of the accident still hasn't worn off yet, none of this seems real. I don't know what to think about this, I just know I want you back. I cleaned up the house a bit, it looks neater than ever, I did your laundry too. Tell me, how could one man go through 17 pairs of socks in one week? I guess you'll have to tell me when you wake up. Because you will wake up. I love you more than anything in the world Richard, please never forget that.
Love, Taniyah
