false hope; joshler [✔]

june 12th

i think i know what i should write to you in this letter.
this is gonna be boring but i figured i should tell you what i did while you're away.
the only reason why i thought this would be a good idea was because whenever you wake up i know you're gonna ask me what i did while you were away.
maybe when you ask that i'll hand you this letter.
now that you're in a coma
i stay in our apartment.
i stay there most days.
i just lay in bed and hide from the world in my room under the blankets that i stole from your bed.
Don't be mad that i stole the blankets from your bed from your room.
i only stole it because i miss you.
i miss your smile.
i miss your laugh.
i miss your crooked teeth or the way your dimples would dip into your cheeks whenever you were excited.
i also miss your smell.
that sounds creepy.
i'm sorry.
but that's the honest reason why i stole you blankets.
because they smell like you.
tyler, you have a great smell.
you smell like flowers on a cool summer day.
tou know, one with a slight breeze.
speaking of flowers.
your kimono.
oh how i miss your kimono.
i remember you prancing around the apartment wearing that stupid thing.
promise me that whenever you wake up you'll wear it for me?
please?
thank you.
love, joshua.