Letters to Luke » Luke Hemmings

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Dear Luke,

I was reading all of our old texts today, all the mushy ones that made me blush, all the hilarious ones that made me laugh so hard my stomach would hurt, and all the ones leading up to the day you left.

I re-read them over and over again for hours, Luke. I was sitting there, in the darkness of my room reading the already memorised texts we exchanged. 

There are so many text you haven't replied to. Did you know I still text you, daily? I wait and wait for a reply that will never come.

Why wont you text me back, Luke?

Love,
Florence.