Letter Seven

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Dear Troye,

Matt took me to the park today, we had a little picnic by the lake. His hair was curly and fell into his eyes. When he looked down at the ground, he looked exactly like you. He was even wearing your blue shirt. For a moment I thought I was with you.

I promise I thought it was you.

I did a bad thing Troye, I kissed Matt. I think some people saw but I thought he was you and I just kept kissing him and kissing him. I think I'm losing my mind.

I love you.

Love,
Connor x

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