day seven hundred thirty eight

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dear seto,

it's been over two years and i'm still not over you. you'll never see this letter, but part of me hopes you will. i want to give up, but you wouldn't want that. you probably want me to move on.

i can't.

i knew you couldn't believe in us.

but why couldn't you just believe in me?

whatever the case may be, i hope you caught a wonderful dream.

i still love you.

sleep well, darling,
- brice solace purton ; blue eyes

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the end.

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i wrote this all in one day. i hope it wasn't too bad and i hope you enjoyed.

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