Death Of Love

Chapter 9

A year, Landon.

A damn year.

I year of waiting for you to come back.

A year of feeling like death.

A year of never wanting to get up and do things.

A year of trying to get over you.

In that year, I moved. Helena, Montana, actually.

There was a guy there that reminded me of you. He had a little bit of purple in his eyes, short, he was a blond. Just like you. But he made me cry. I couldn't look at him without thinking about you.

Before I moved, I became close with your little sister. Before I left, I gave her the letter I wrote to you and asked to give it to you.

Maybe then you'll come back, probably not.

Back to your sister.

I was texting her, just a few days ago. She gave me some bad news, but it was good at the same time.

You're moving to Helena.