Dear Tombol,
Today I woke and missed you more than normally. I had dreams of past glory. Usually much of the pain is gone, along with the other miserable emotions. Some days I do better than others, some days I remember the good, and some days I think I have gotten used to the fact. But the thing is, I know on days like today, I havent. I remember. And I hurt. On a brisk beautiful autumn New York Saturday I will remember what once was and your beauty. Chats about life, movies, music, friendships, girls, social ills, I will remember it all.
Sincerely,
Your friend eternally
P.S. Im gonna find and torture the motherfucker who murdered you.
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you have good days and bad days, but you never stop wishing for one more day. one more conversation. one more shared memory.
that's all i can say or i'll start to cry. some days are harder than others. i wish you the best with this one.
love.
-Hyena.