My love,
We've been parted for a few days now. Prys suggested I write you letters during this time of apartheid. So, that is what I shall do in order for you not to miss a moment.
This will be brutally honest, my love.
I may not even show you these however I believe they are all that are keeping me same at present.
I awoke late. I coughed up blood from the attack. I spent the rest of the morning weeping. By noon I had formulated a plan with Prysm's help.
By nightfall I had failed to sleep until the early hours of the morning. And that is whilst I am writing this. I can't sleep without you, my love.
Please return to me soon.
Hopeless x
