Riches,
Sorry for not writing. I forgot to. I was busy living in the moment a little, falling in love with you is all time consuming.
It's hard to write with a broken arm. We had our first kiss last night.
I don't think I'll write anymore, it seems a little pointless. Why keep track at this point, you know? I wrote because I was falling in love and I didn't know how else to cope with it.
Now I'm in love, entirely in love, and I'm not as scared. I want to spend more time building a future with you and less time writing about our past lives.
This might be my last journal entry. If it is, then I guess this is a goodbye. You have kept me warm through this winter. You have kept me loved.
Yours, yours, absolutely yours,
Eds.