dear jack,
sometimes i think i'm only a fool. sitting in my fathers car, listening to sad songs in the pouring rain.
i don't know how much longer i can go through life without you. the hopes and dreams of my mind only consist of you. one of them being you magically coming back.
but these hopes and dreams of mine are only going to get me killed.
people say i should stop with these silly letters and move on. but i do not and will not want any other boy.
you were my happiness. the glue that stuck me together. and without you i'm broken glass scattered on the floor. with you being the only one that can fix me.
with all my love,
- zach d. herron