flower boy ~ yuwin

LETTER FOUR (34)

it's been a year, sicheng.

it was our birthdays a month ago. i celebrated for you.

sorry i stopped writing, but i have been busy.

i still think about you all the time.

i've started going to therapy. lucas said it'd be a good idea, as he started too, and he's been feeling alot better. lucas found a boy, too.

when i tell you who it is, i bet you'll laugh..

lets just say, him and ten have gotten strangely close.

weird, i know. but they're both happy. i'm kinda happy they found love in each other. i dont know. it's weirdly comforting.

sidetracked, sorry

my therapist is super nice. she's in her fourties, and she has short, kinda curly hair, and wears circular glasses on her nose. she talks to me about you, and i've made alot of art inspired by you.

maybe dark humour isn't the best yet, but i'm kinda glad you're not able to see the art. it's not great.

lucas and ten have asked me if i'm going to start looking for love at all.

i said i dont know, probably not.

in my mind, you're still my boyfriend.

i dont know if that's weird or not, but i talked about it to my therapist and she said it's normal. it's not like we've broken up. i'm still in love with you. it's cringe, but i want to be clear, and honest.

i want to get a better job, and move somewhere nicer, before i do anything like that.

i'm not interested in love yet either.

i dunno. weird subject. strange to talk about.

guess i'm just the guy with the dead boyfriend.

cool title, tbh

sorry. insensitive

sigh

i'm tired. i'll try to write more, i love you.