dear leah,

letter one.

dedicated to leah (@affection)

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March 8

Dear Leah,

         this is the date. do you remember, love? because i still do. i remember everything. it's been a year now but how can i forget? do you think i can let you go? it's not very easy, you know. but i think, for you, it is. tell me, how did you so easily forget me? because i want to know so badly, maybe if you say it, i would finally forget it, too. forget you.

last year, if i remember correctly, you were so mad, so furious at me because of what i did. i said i was sorry, haven't i? countless of times. i know you forgive me, but haven't had the guts to say it directly. you should know, i haven't forgiven myself yet. i lost you and i still regret it. 

you threw everything you could possibly throw. our framed pictures that was hanging at the wall, your favorite vase, my clothes, the pillows; it hurt but i knew that what i did didn't hurt as much as it hurt you. and when you left, it all crumbled down. my world. fuck. 

after that, everything else just didn't seem right. 

i'm so lost without you.

come back to me.

                                                                                              Yours,

                                                                                            Timothy