• a M a r c h m o u r n i n g •

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DEAR VASH,

when i woke up, all i saw were white.
it was nauseating.
you know how much i hated it.

but jokes on me, i had to keep coming back to this hospital.
turns out i wasn't made to live long.

but i will try my best to keep your word, Vash,

even know if you couldn't.

i will survive.

i opened your note,
the last memory you left me.

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HELLO, CAE.

It's awkward to be writing a letter to someone i just spent the afternoon with

We only have a month left and we're going to graduate.
just high school, but still.

i'm sure college is going to be fun.

How about we keep on going, then we can figure the rest later?

Wake up soon though, those dreams of yours won't come true in your sleep. 

I'll be waiting.

-Vash

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I will too.

even if no one could find you,
even if it could take
f o r e v e r

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