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𝘃𝗶. 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿

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november 15, 2019
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AS THE CLOCK STRUCK MIDNIGHT, aurelia did not have a glass slipper. instead, she was in her room drinking white claws with bryce, spilling her feelings. weirdly enough, bryce has been weirdly supportive this past week. especially after i showed her my song.

"november 15." i sigh, looking at my phone. bryce put a hand on mine, comfortingly.

"i know we aren't as tight as you and jaden but you know you can tell me anything, right?"

"yeah, i know."

"tell me about him." he says as i start to play peeps songs. i started with a song about me. love letter.

"um...he was super sweet. like, everyday, he would wake me up with a kiss. whenever we had a fight he brought me a bouquet of flowers and chocolates to my house with a letter apologizing. when he was on tour and we were away, he would send me letters instead of texts because he thought it was more sentimental. i still have them. he always sung to me...he was amazing. i wish he wasn't taken so early." i begin to cry. "god, it's been so long and i still can't get over him."

"that's complete normal." he hugs me, as i cry into his shoulder. "you guys didn't break up. he died. i understand. you're hurt."

"yeah." i frown. i take out my phone, wanting to post a picture of him.

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aurelia ✪

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aurelia all my years, i've never met someone like gus. his smile was contagious. the way he talked, the way he held himself. he showed compassion every minute of every day. he cared more about others than himself. he was my soulmate. someone i saw myself loving for a very long time. he was my angel, brought to me in a time that i was at my worst. i love him with every moment. i remember the first picture. our first date. he came to my house with a teddy bear, a soda, and a condom. he made me laugh so hard. the next picture is one of my favorites. we were at the airport for his first tour. he was so excited and happy that his music was reaching and helping so many people. i took the last picture after our last argument. it was silly. i thought that this tour was draining him. i wanted him to be selfish for once, but he just couldn't. i miss him so much. i wanna feel his hands on mine again. i just wanna be able to talk to him and give him a hug. but i can't. if you're able to touch your loved one, do it. human touch. our first form of communication. safety, security, comfort, all in the gentle caress of a finger. or the brush of lips on a soft cheek. it connects us when we're happy, bolsters us in times of fear, excites us in times of passion and love. we need that touch from the one we love, almost as much as we need air to breathe. but i never understood the importance of touch. his touch. until i couldn't have it. so if you're reading this, and you're able, touch him. touch her. life is too short to waste a second. you know, people are always saying if you love something, you have to learn to let it go. i thought that was such bullshit, till i watched you die. in that moment, gus, nothing mattered to me, except you. im sorry. i don't want to go. all i want is to be with you. now i can't.

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"you're gonna be okay, ellie.
i promise." bryce smiled.

if only i knew, that was just the beginning.