June 20th,
It's been almost six months.
Time seems to go by so fast.
But now, it seems that it won't go by any faster.
It seems like forever since I last heard you speak to me.
It hurts because even though we haven't known each other very long, I feel like I have known you for a really long time.
And now, you are stuck here.
If fate were on your side, you would be out exploring the world.
It upsets me because I miss spending time with you everyday.
But I am not afraid to cry every once in a while, even if what it currently going on upsets me, I am being strong for you.
But with you here in the hospital isn't all that gets me.
I still have so much to say to you.
I don't feel comfortable writing it down in a letter. I want to say it to your face while you are aware of what I am saying.
And if the accident never happened, I would of gotten the chance to tell you.
It's hard dealing with not being with you.
I know that I come here everyday, but it isn't the same.
You don't respond to what I say.
I wish things were different.
It's hard to have a real smile around the others.
They try to be strong, but I can tell that this is hurting them inside too.
But getting up everyday, knowing that you won't be there waiting for me...
It hurts.
I really miss you.
I would do anything to have you wake up and be okay.
The doctors are still saying that you lungs are weak.
You leg got infected.
It obviously didn't help your condition.
They don't know how long you will be in the coma because of all the injuries you obtained and are still slowly healing.
But because I don't know how long you are going to be in a coma, I want to tell you.
Because once you wake up, I will tell you everyday of our lives.
I love you Hiccup,
Astrid.