Dear Michael | clifford

Letter 5

September 10th, 2013

Dear Michael,

After the last letter I need to remind you of the good times we had.

Where should I start…

I just

Michael, every second I spent with you was pure happiness for me.

Right now I’m looking at our first selfie together; you had taken it at our first proper date. Remember, we were sitting in your car, about to drive to the restaurant but then all of a sudden you took your phone out of your pocket and switched your front camera on.

I don’t remember how many selfies you took but my favourite was the one, where you were laughing, with your eyes closed and I was just looking at you. I still have this picture as my lock screen, Michael. And I’ll never ever change it.

The restaurant was absolutely amazing, the food tasted so good and even though I didn’t want you to pay for me, you still did. You were such a gentleman.

We were talking about our friends, families, weird fetishes.

I remember you telling me about how you always dyed your hair in the weirdest colours. The day we met, your hair was bright green. On our first date, your hair was pink. On our second date, your hair was black and the day you met my mother and sister for the first time, your hair naturally blonde. I know I always used to say I hated how you always dyed your hair, but that’s not the truth. I loved it so much, Michael (but you’re still gonna end up bald).

Every part of me was dead but you made me feel alive. I know it didn’t last long but it meant the world to me. You mean the world to me.

I’m so sorry for leaving you but one day we’ll meet again, I promise.

Love always,

Mia

P.S. I’m sorry this letter is short but I’m shaking so much right now, my heart hurts. I’m going to miss you so much.