Here I am thinking of him sitting on my window with a cup of coffee in my hand, the thought of him keeps me decorated with a lot of love and affection like he's the greenery on my land. Harry, I won't make abrupt decisions about the secrets we have but I think it's getting some heat. I heard the neighbours talk about us and how our talks weren't buried enough. The only thing I wanna do is come and talk to you. So I've decided to send out these letters and make you conscious of the matters and my care for you. I miss those nights of stargazing and holding hands and walking on the silent streets. Remember when you lied to your friends about being busy and came down the fifth street to meet me, well I think it was quite lovely. I hope you think of these memories every day and it consumes your heart forever and you'd be smiling instead of crying when you think of them.
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His letter
RomanceAfter long awaited days of misery, I finally got a letter which I will be worshipping for the rest of my life. It was his letter. He the one who I pray, he the one whose thoughts in my mind lay, he the one who brings me sun and rain. I have alot of...
