• 19/3/2014 •
Dear Camile,
I just don't get how you could end your life like that.
Didn't you see how many people were jealous of you? You could get any boy with your flawless looks and every girl wanted to befriend you just because you were Camile.
You, Camile, were the epitome of beauty; gorgeous hair, a slim frame, a great sense of style, you were witty, your laugh was adorable and when you smiled - oh, Camile, your smile. When you smiled, it seemed like the world stopped spinning for a second, like the birds stopped whistling and everyone's attention was averted to you and your amazingly angelic smile. The way your eyes squint together, the way your perfectly symmetrical teeth are exposed, the way your lips curve; oh how I loved your smile.
And now it's all gone.
Love, Quentin
