June 20th, 2015
Dear Niall,
Yeah, this one's for you.
"Maybe you've already moved on, but the truth is I don't want to know."
I just want to say, thank you. Thanks for helping me out while I was going through a hard time. You really helped, much more than these stupid pills ever will.
I hope I can visit you sometime. Or text you. Or call you. It doesn't really matter, as long as I can talk to you.
I've heard Mom and Geoff saying that we're probably going to move soon. To another country, even. Just to get away from the stress of Mullingar.
Don't worry. I'll run away or something before I let them take me away from you. I'll find a job, I'll get an apartment or something. Anything to be close to you.
I guess it is possible that you've moved on. It's very likely that you've moved on, actually. Because you're a superstar, and I'm a suicidal teen.
That doesn't matter. I just want you to know how much you mean to me, and that everything you did really helped me. Even though I've been put on pills that make my kind fuzzy, I never forgot you, and I'll never forget you ever.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Maybe I'll see you again soon,
Ari
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