Dear Emma,
You're an angel. A fallen angel, who helped me through dark times. You're the angel that told me not to give up. To stay strong and keep my head above water.
I was on the edge of falling to the void. On the edge of killing myself.
I hated how my life turned out.
But you just randomly showed up at the café I used to work at.
Right next to the window. There were you. With a dark, elegant coat surrounded by your grace.
"A capuccino with extra milk and sugar".
This was the first thing you ever said to me. The next was sorry, because in a few seconds your coffee was on my face. You helped me clean it up. But I'm still mad at you.
I don't care what people think. I love you. No one's going to stop me from that. Even your mom will fuck off at some point. We manage. We always will.
I loved you since the moment I saw you. You're beautiful. You're always will be. Even when we're going to take meds like we take coffee right now.
Don't go, please.
With love,
Lola.
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