Sixteen [The End]

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Dear Thomas,

I would love to meet but we can't..

I'm writing this in my empty apartment before I have to leave for the airport. I will be dropping this off in the post and leaving.

Contact is hard because you have changed your number and so have I.

I wish we could meet and talk all this out. I wish we would have another chance. But it is not our time.

Our paths are not going down the same no more. Maybe one day in the future, we can cross paths again and try again.

But now is not the time.

I miss you so much. As you could tell from the letters I sent. But I finally realized I need to be alone and explore what is to be like on my own. Without someone beside me.

It took me a year to realize but I think I'm getting there.

I'm doing photography again and I am proud of all the photos I have taken.

I even wrote a whole new book and sent it to a publisher in America. IM GETTING MY BOOK PUBLISHED!!!

I don't expect you to support me but if you do, I hope you see a review from you (Just joking!)

I'll miss you so much and I'll never stop loving you.

For the final time..

Love,
Josephine :)

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