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indigo,

i miss you. so much its not funny. i hung up 3 pictures of you today in my locker. the first one was when we first met. you were covering your beautiful face with your chipped black finger nails. you were smiling, but i know you were sad.

the second was when we went on our first date. you had dyed your hair lilac, i remember michael accidentally used his dye instead of yours. you were trying to make a serious face, but your cheeks were puffed from the air you were holding in. the third was of the newspaper article when you had died.

i'll never ever forget a beautiful face like yours.

always,
luke