Week 1 and 2

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Dear you,

I've visited you every morning since the funeral, waking up with the sun to sit with you. Every Wednesday I bring you flowers, a bouquet of white roses and white zinnias. They have a meaning, not that anyone besides me would know. With every bouquet I bought the memories of us came flooding back, I remembered how white roses where your favourite because they looked pure and how I would tell you the meaning of any flower you could name. Zinnia – lasting affection and remembrance perfect for you, for us even. Christmas and New Year's would be difficult without you, after all we had planned how could it not be? Our apartment feels too big without you.

Love, Roxanne.

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