letter seven

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may thirteenth, twenty sixteen

three forty eight pm


Dear Rose,

It's been a while since I've written to you, and I'm so sorry that I haven't! I can't go near these letters without crying. Michael tells me to grow a pair, but I can't really take it from him, he cries himself to sleep from thinking of you...I do too. Apparently, Jocelyn and Luke are having a kid, I know how much you loved kids, how you always talked about us having one and I brushed it off and Rose, I'm sorry for just saying you were crazy, as if you didn't really want want a kid, I know you did! And now you're fucking gone, without a family of your own! How do people normally cope with these things? I can barely go 5 seconds without thinking of you! I swear I just need you back! I saw a girl that looked just like you at Stop&Shop! I ran out of the store, despite what you would have told me.
I miss you, the angel from my night-mare.

To infinity and beyond
Ashton xx

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hey. I'm not dead I promise. it's been busy and I didn't have time for anything, I'm sososo sorry

dedicated to Hemmotran for helping me so much. love you.

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