June 5th,
It has been a while since I last heard you speak.
Since I last saw your eyes.
It feels like it was so long ago.
But really, it wasn't.
Most days I can't tell how long it has been because it feels like it was forever ago since you were awake.
But it wasn't forever.
How do I know?
I have enough sanity left to know that it hasn't been that long.
But it sure as heck feels like it.When I sit at the side of the bed every day, it seems like it some how gets even quieter than it already is.
It seems it gets even more depressing.
I am slowly going insane.I need you back to anchor me to the ground,
Astrid.
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Won't Give Up [Book 4]
RandomMarch 1st. Hiccup. I am writing you letters. I am writing about what you will miss. I write about what is going on in the world when you are currently aren't living your life right at the moment. Why must this happen to you? I didn't want to believ...