Honey,
I think I'm losing the hang of it, you know? Writing love letters, so I'll try to write a normal one.
Hi, baby, I miss you, you've been away from a while now, we all miss your actually. And you being gone has a different effect in all of us. The guys tried to cheer me up yesterday, they said I shouldn't write letters to you anymore, they said I'm being stupid and that you'll never read them, that made me sad. I got on a fight with Michael yesterday too, he pissed me off by saying you were always too hot for me, he said you didn't really love me, said you never did, he also said you got sick of me, of my clinginess and all my need for care all the time and that's why you took of.
Veronica and Alaska continued here, in our apartment, with me, while Vincent and Lucca took Michael to the hospital, I guess i beat the hell out of him, huh? I miss you. Alaska said I shouldn't miss you anymore, it has been four months already. Ronnie said it's okay, she also said that I'll get over it one day and she said that day is close, I hope she's right. It hurts to much missing you, not having your arms to hug me at night, your soft lips touching my blushed cheek, your raspy voice singing so I could fall asleep. I miss you.
Then them both argued, right in front of me, even though they didn't see the millions of tears running down my face. They kept arguing. 'Til I screamed at them, they looked at me, they were scared, shocked. I yelled at Alaska 'cause she was screaming at Ronnie, so she took off, and Ronnie continued here with me, she decided to sleep over, didn't wanting to leave me alone in here (she didn't tell me but I noticed, she was scared of what I might do.)
Now it's forty-five past twelve AM, a brand new day, Ronnie is asleep at the couch, and I'm ready to go meet with you, I hope you're waiting for me as badly as I missed you for those last four months, I love you, hun', and I'm coming.
XOXO
- Hope
