preface: the letters
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"Think I'll think i'll miss you forever... like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky..."
dear mike,
it's been two weeks since we left hawkins. it feels weird to be gone. everything here is so different. i start the independent school tomorrow, which will be interesting. it's like a mini college except you get to go home at the end of the day. the thing that'll suck the worst is not pulling up to that familiar bike rack, greeted by you, dustin, and lucas. not finding you in between classes or sitting with you guys at lunch. i really hope i make some new friends, but no one can replace you, mike. i hope you know that. always crazy together. love, will.
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dear will,
i know. it feels strange and i'm still here. hawkins isn't the same without you. hanging out with lucas and dustin isn't the same. do you know how many times i've picked up the walkie and called for you, only to remember? that's when it hurts all over again. losing your best friend is the worst. i don't know if i'll ever forget this feeling. i don't know if i'll ever be the same. do you think you'd ever be able to come and visit? crazy together...
love, mike.
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dear mike,
i'm sorry it's been a week since i've written. i've been getting used to this school. it's crazy, but not in a bad way. i'm just trying to adjust. how is hawkins high? is it better than middle school? i asked my mom about visiting, and she said maybe this summer but no guarantees. i have my fingers crossed until then. i dream about the times we had, and hanging out again. i just wish we could teleport to be side by side for a little while. until then...
love, will.
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dear will,
hawkins high is okay. we're still low on the food chain, but we've been adopted by a group, so it's not all bad. i just wish you were here. i'm glad your new school isn't horrible. i hope you get adjusted to everything. i've tried to call a few times, but the line is always busy. if you ever get a chance to talk when your mom isn't working, please call. it'd be nice to hear your voice and to just talk, instead of write.
love, mike.
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dear mike,
i'm sorry about the phone calls, but as soon as i get the chance, i'll call. exciting news—i made two friends! daniel and charlie. they're both kinda nerdy, but have you met me? i fit right in. i'm just glad not to be alone. i wish you were here.
love, will.
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dear mike,
i cant come visit this summer. my mom's car broke down and she had to use the money she had saved for a plane ticket. do you think maybe you could visit at some point? i miss you so much, still...
love, will.
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dear will, my mom said not this summer. i'm so sorry. she said next summer, definitely though. i miss you, too, will. hawkins still isn't the same. have you made any new plans for the summer? i'll probably just mope around the basement, wishing you were here.
love, mike.
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dear will,
it doesn't look like i can come this summer...something came up with my nana's health and my mom said she didn't want me to be across the country if something really went wrong. i know we had planned on me going there, but what if you came here? i don't think i can go another year without seeing you in the flesh. please try, but no pressure. i miss my best friend.
love, mike.
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DEAR MIKE!!!!
it's finally happening. after 3 long years, 2 sad summers apart, my plane ticket is booked!!! my mom has already talked to your mom and your mom said i could stay in the basement for the summer. isn't this exciting?! i'm thrilled to finally be able to see you and we have so much to catch up on. yesterday was my last day of school and your mom said yours is in a few days. so guess what that means? SEE YOU NEXT WEEK!
love, will.
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Fools | byler
Fanfiction"only fools fall for you... only fools fall." it's been nearly 3 years since mike and will have laid eyes on each other, been near each other. not since the byers clan moved to california right before high school. will, who has been at an all boys i...
