Hey Maka,
Hi I guess. (Wow that was pathetic.) I'm sorry. I really don't know how to start these off. I'll get used to it- or, even better at it- sooner or later. If you were here you'd yell at me because of grammar or something. Something smart.
If only you were here...
Maka, I think I've lost it. I actually miss you yelling at me. I miss our arguments. I miss you hitting me. (That sounds gross ha.)
Ever since you've been gone, Maka. There's something wrong with me. I have this sick feeling in the bottom of my stomach that I can't get rid of. Not even with food! Everyone acts different as well.
Where are you..?
Maka, you suddenly just vanished. Did we do something wrong? Did I mess up? All of the sudden you were no where to be found and I was left here to be all alone and sad. Here at the DWMA we believe you didn't run away. Something must of happened.
Please come back soon. Be safe. I'll find you, and you'll never be alone in the outside world again.
Bye,
Soul
P.s. I knew my first letter was pretty crappy and short. I'll make up for it the next time. Okay? So don't be disappointed.