November 22nd, 2013; 10:45pm.
Dear Luke,
I miss you everyday. Seeing you with her really hurts, but I'd rather see you with her and happy rather than with me and upset.
I still think about us, and how we used to be. How you'd pout when I messed up your hair, how you'd laugh and smile at my worst jokes, how your itch your nose in the cutest way possible.
I saw you at our old favorite resturaunt today. You were sitting at the table we used to sit at together, but you were with her. She asked you with a polite, "where do you want to sit?" and you pointed to that seat, the seat I used to sit in, and told her, "Right here. I've heard it's the best place in the house." I ran to the bathroom and started crying.
I hope you're happy and not dwelling in the wonderful past like I am.
-Ashley
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