July 13, 2017, nineteen days since Mitch died
My love,
Are you watching over me?
Is your heart breaking as you watch my downward spiral from Heaven?
I wish I didn't have to be on earth. I wish you could watch over me from here.
I wish you were alive.
One upon a time, we were a couple, happy and in love. Once upon a time, I could kiss you whenever I wanted.
Now there's fifteen.
I miss you.
Yours,
Scott xx
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