The Other Side (Levi X Reader)

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Dear Levi,

For some reason, as I lay here in the small, pure white room surrounded by white walls, white sheets, and yes - you've guessed it - white hospital equipment, I couldn't help but think of you.

I wondered what you were doing.

I wondered if you were having fun.

I wondered if you were sad.

If you were falling in love.

If you were happy.

If you were thinking of me.

I find the last one highly unlikely but then again 'anything is possible'. At least that's what the doctors, nurses and everyone else are telling me.

Are you handling the grief well? I've been told that you're not. I made up a small rhyme for you to help with it.

One, Two, Three,
I can't rhyme.
I don't care.
I still love you.

Hope you're healthy (At least that'll make one of us),
(Y/N)