Dear Sophia,
I love you.
I love you I love you I love you. I don’t know if I’ve told you that enough. It’s the only thing I can think that makes any sense. My stomach is tense and I feel sick and it’s making it difficult for me to walk around. My heart is going crazy like I’ve been running loads but I’ve hardly moved all day. I still can’t sleep. I thought I fell asleep for a bit but now I’m not really sure how long it was.
I was lying in bed thinking about you. I was thinking about seeing you yesterday and I was thinking about lying next to you and I can’t remember exactly what was yesterday and what was the dream.
I love you. I know I’ve been saying it over and over but I can’t remember what I really said and what was in the dream. I need you to know. As long as you know then everything’s ok. I love you. I don’t feel right at all. I need to see you. That’s all I need. I don’t care if anything happens to the house. That’s not important at all. I love you. I feel really sick but I don’t feel like I’m going to be sick. I just need you to make it better.
I love you.
Yours,
Andrew
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RandomAndrew is fresh out of university. He has a reasonable education and a reasonable degree to show for it. With his mother passing shortly before his graduation, Andrew returns home to find the house he grew up in empty. Andrew does not have family an...
