Another letter for you.

Blue Sam, 1

Here I am, writing another letter to you. Feel honored XP 2

I'm sorry. I can't stop thinking about you. I can't stop. I feel like I should apologize for it, I don't know why. 3

These days, I am my happiest when staring at the picture that Natasha took of us. I edited it, so that it has a fuzzy border and it's all black and white and purple. Red and Blue make Purple, remember? 4

I'm so miserable, Blue Sam. With school coming up and everything... I'm just don't know how many more anxiety attacks I can take. 5

I know it, though, I know it, if you were here with me, I wouldn't even get one. Not one. You are my medicine. 6

And then, even if I did have one, you'd comfort me, wouldn't you? Even if you were angry at me and we were in the middle of a fight, you'd never fail to come to my aid, as I'd never fail to come to yours. 7

In retrospect, I think I've cried at least once a day over you, sometimes to the point where I get myself sick. 8

Isn't that pathetic? I'm actually getting physically sick because I miss you so much. 9

Last night I was lying on my side in bed, thinking about school and how much I missed you, and I started to cry. All I could say was "Blue Sam, Blue Sam, oh, Blue Sam..." 10

I sound like one of those teenagers who's trying to get as much drama out of being away from their loved one as they can, but I'm not. I'm really not. 11

I'm just pretty sure I'm in love with you. 12

I can actually remember the texture of the jacket your wearing in the picture. The exact texture. When I try really, really hard, I can remember exactly how it feels to be held by you.13

But imagining it just isn't as great as the real thing. It's good and bad at the same time. It's good because it's what I want most, but bad because that's as close as I can get, and it's like it's taunting me - you can't have this anymore. 14

But I can, right? Eventually? 15

How long until we see each other again, Blue Sam? Days? Weeks? Or a year, like last time? 16

Next time, I'm going to take hundreds of pictures of you, Blue Sam, even though you don't like getting your picture taken that much. I'll hold them close to me forever. I'm never, ever letting you go, even if it means holding onto you via photographs. 17

You'll always be mine. You're mine, I'm yours, remember? 18

I bet right now you're thinking, "Oh, Red Sam..." In that voice that you use whenever you say that to me. "Oh, Red Sam." Hee. I love it when you say that to me. I love the way you sound when you say it. 19

"Oh, Red Sam." 20

Now I'm starting to get all teary-eyed remembering it >.< 21

Well... let's hope that this year goes by quickly, Blue Sam. 22

Love, 23

Red Sam. ♥ .24