Dear Mike,
I thought I was doing okay. I was doing okay, after 3 months. I was okay. I can get through the day without thinking about it. It got easier and easier, and then, there you were, in my face, and I couldn't even get away from it.
I'm stupidly crying while I write this. I miss you so much. I'm sorry if I ever hurt you. You were fantastic.
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