Dear Isak, I'm now sitting at the place where
we met each other for the first time and I'm thinking about you.
Soon it'll be 21.21.
I want to tell you a thousand things.
Sorry for scarying you.
Sorry for hurting you.
Sorry for not telling you that I am bipolar.
I was afraid of losing you.
I'd forgotten that it's not possible to lose someone,
that all people are alone anyone.
In a different place in the universe we are together for all eternity,
remember that.— Love you, Even.
YOU ARE READING
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Randomyour'e in lleh s t r a n g e r ( i post quote sometimes mine sometimes not mine you'll never now just read)
