Dear Jessica

Dear Jessica,

How are you? I know I haven't written as soon as I said I would but by the end of this letter you'll under stand why. '-'

After summer camp, my parents told me they were getting divorced so for the past three weeks I've been packing up my stuff because my dad's kicking me out too. My mom and I got an apartment and I started at my new school yesterday. I hate it. It would be so much better if you were there. I miss you too much already. I wish I could just live in Sydney with you. But no, I'm stuck here in All alone. Without you. Did I mention I hate it here? All I can think about is you and that night when we snuck out and went stargazing. I wish we could've fallen asleep. Your skin was always so cold at camp. And when we met up in winter that time for coffee, then your skin was warm. Do you remember? When I first touched your hand I jumped back and screamed, I yelled at you for being warm, and then that old guy tried to stick up for you but you told him it was just a joke. He was so endearing. Just like you. I miss your eyes, the hazel shine. And your hair, the brown glittering sheet of beauty bestowed upon your head. I miss the way you brush your teeth, the way your hips jiggle slightly. I also miss the way you would look up at the sky when you got nervous, as if asking the fates themselves to lend you a hand in proving yourself. I regret ending this letter. There is so much I have to say. But no more paper to write on. I am forever yours, my mistress.

<3,

Michael

Dear Michael,

I'm fine, how are you? I'm so sorry about your parents. And your school. And everything. I know how much life can suck sometimes. I wish you lived with me in Sydney too. My skin was cold because it was cold outside. I was just to scared to tell you I was freezing. I've always been warm when I can be. Silly. That old man reminded me of Patrick Swayze. Remember we joked so much about what his dirty dancing must be like? XD I miss you too Michael. You must come visit soon. My heart is an empty void that is growing ever bigger without you. I love you Michael. Oh, and like I said, don't worry too much if I don't get back to you ASAP. K? My life is very crazy and I'm often to busy to even answer texts. Speaking of which you should get a phone. I have to go. I remain yours until the end of time when death shall try to wrestle me from your arms only to be beaten senseless by the fists of love.

*....* <3,

Jessica