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Dear Castiel,

Three weeks since the car accident... three whole weeks... Its just me and the piano now... It feels weird without you here...I remember when you used to fill the house with amazing music that would instantaneously being me joy. I don't know what songs you played but I am guessing it was Beethoven of something like that...

Anyway... the cuts on my face have started to heal now, but I often think about how they will never be able to heal for you... because you... are dead... and it upsets me... it's hard for me to write too, cause it doesn't really feel like you're gone...

The funeral is next week. I arranged for red roses to be the "flower of choice" as it were, because a rose was the first flower you ever gave to me. Do you remember that? Our first date and you were two hours early and when I arrived you were sat at our table holding a red rose, just one, and you gave it to me.

The song is going to be the one you recorded for me, and then played at the BBQ last year. I love that one... I should really start to properly learn the piano... in your honour you know... to say thank you...

I love you Castiel... I always will love you...

Signed:
Dean Winchester
xxx

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