dear flora,
i want to know, who has had the pleasure of kissing you and hugging you. for the first and last time. i think of our first times where we sung songs in my dorm and then evan came and complained about how horrible singers we are.
i remember when you taught me how to make a cake. and how to put songs on a cassette tape. i
remember !
i remember when i taught you my family tree. dating back towards the 1000's.
how many people can say that they have held the moon in their unholy hands? bushed upon the calluses and the planets of the fingertips and touching a flickering star whilst it move upon the heavenly skies?
i can.
i held the universe when i held you.
sincerely,
regulus black.