Dear D
I saw a boy recently who looked just like you. The same short, blond hair, the same clothes, even his face reminded me of you. But his eyes were different. They looked too dead. Plus they weren't green. But for a moment, just for a short moment, I thought it was you. My heart skipped a beat, I swear, and I almost approached the guy, but luckily he turned around in time for me to see him properly. It wasn't you after all. I guess my ideas are getting to my head slowly. How would you ever come over here? You have school, work, training... There's no way you have time to come and visit me. As difficult as it is, I accept that.
I'm sorry for being a nuisance. I try not to worry about "us" too much, but, you see, it's not as easy as it sounds. You don't show you mean it, so how can I not worry? Please hurry and write soon. I miss you. I want you to miss me too.
/P.
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