prologue

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she read through the letter she had received once again, the only thing she had left of him, her eyes had watered up, the tears gradually running down her porcelain face as she had remembered. oh how she missed him now. she didn't want to let go of him, yet she knew she must if she wanted to be happy again.


she sits on the floor of her bathroom, her back pressed against the barrier of her tub whilst her legs are pushed up to her chest, as she has her arms wrapped around them. she didn't know what to do. she didn't know how to do it either. she was so lost now, his face embedded into her brain as she cried, her head resting on her knees as she could only sit there, thinking of him.


she holds the picture of him from when she had been waiting for the train, she stood in the crowd of vexed individuals waiting for the train in the cold, snowflakes falling down as they had drifted away further around now, she had looked to her right as she saw him there, in the opening of the surrounding people. he wore white converse and baggy jeans, a pineapple sweater and a rather intricate blue and black coat. she now looked at the picture, his hat on his head, covering his brunette hair. she couldn't help but stare at the picture, the picture wear it had all started. 

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