A String of Sweet Messages

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dear lucifer,

we ran into each other at the park a few days ago. i haven't written in four days. my doctor called and asked why didn't i stay as she recommended.

i told her that my arm would heal soon and she said that the emotional wounds won't heal soon though. i'm thinking about going back.

i asked her how did she know about my depression. she said they found my previous letters to you on the rooftop in my little flip book. she said they saw the scars on my thighs and wrist. she said they saw only a few other cases like me. she says im not crazy. i might go back.

if i hadn't ran into you a few days ago i would've never been able to forgive you. i told you how i didn't just want to be a piece of your games. you told me i wasn't because i was apart of your life now, a piece of your soul. you said when you met me, you knew the game was over. i forgave you.

i believe i still need proper help, the doctor persuaded me so here i am writing to you to let you know where i will be so you can visit me. keep my notebook, i want you to have it to read and re-read.

- your eve