Months have passed since I sent that letter.
And ever since... not one letter has returned.
Sometimes, because I would miss them , I would read the old ones. Reminiscing on how it used to feel to be able to read about my life through another persons eyes.
But, none the less, I had work, a relationship... My life was doing fine without those letters...
But what really concerned me was if that person was also doing fine.
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Author's Note:
Guys, we are nearing the end lol!
Love you guys,
Xoxo Me