sincerely, george, only his. [COMPLETED]

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i'm on the plane. i'm headed to london.
i never liked plane flights, usually you were there to calm me down and tell me its going to be okay

now all im left is your hoodie, still stained with tears and the smell of roses and lavander coating my stuff and the air around me.

it all reminds me of you, i couldnt go by a second without something reminding me of you. its been a long time since my arrival home after finding your letter, and then my atmosphere on life was diffrent, i looked at stuff with eyes full of hope

now ill go back to london, sobbing over your gravestone again and having another attempt to the sweet release of peaceful death.

i kind of hoped you'd be in one of these places, i gave up everything i had for this and i left darryl, i left everybody for you and i'd do it again, if only i knew you were actually dead.

i wouldnt of spent thousands of dollars on plane tickets to look for you

everything would be diffrent.

but oh well
i'll see you and hear you
weather that means sacrificing my life for you
i'll gladly try again.

-sincerely, george, only yours.