Dear Tris,

It's been a year since you've been gone. Since you got taken away from me.

The hardest year of my life.

I don't know how someone can move on after something like this.

I feel like I'm walking around with a missing limb or half a heart. How can someone move on when they're missing a part of themself?

Not a day goes by without me thinking of you.

I hold onto the memory of your eyes, your lips, your body like it's a life raft keeping me from floating away to nothingness.

I try, I try, I try to hold on. It's so hard, Tris, but I'll do it for you.

Christina says that's what you would want, for me to hold on. I believe her. You trusted her, so I will too. She's my only friend.

I miss you.

Please come back.



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