Letter 4

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4 months.
It's been 4 months now.
I've been writing for 1 month but I've only wrote 3 pages.
Maybe it's because I hate remembering.
I do.
I tried to go into your room today.
It's still the same, we never moved it.
At the beginning I would always sleep in your bed with one of the hoodies you left here.
It smelt like you.
Jonah wouldn't let me go in there today he told me it would cause me to break down again.
I've been doing better I'm actually eating now.
I've gone out of the house with corbyn and Daniel a couple times.
But it's not the same.
I don't laugh with them the way I laughed with you.
Sometimes I forget you left and I'll try and find you.
But then I remember your not here.
God how I miss you.

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