Dear Sherlock,
God, this feels stupid. It's not like you're ever going to read these.
Ella, my therapist (You were never good with names) suggested I do this. Apparently it will help.
I know what you'd say, though. I know because I'm thinking the same thing: How stupid this is.
I went to your grave again. Other people have visited.
So many people miss you, Sherlock.
I miss you.
John
Dear Sherlock,
I hate you so much.
John
Dear Sherlock,
I went back to work today. I say went back. I got a job, at the clinic.
It's not like we're still solving crimes. Someone has to pay the rent.
John
Dear Sherlock,
I moved out today. Smaller flat, cheaper rent.
John
Dear Sherlock,
I lost my job.
I kept seeing you everywhere.
They said it was for my own good.
I'm so alone.
I don't want to be alone, Sherlock
John
Dear Sherlock,
YOU'RE A FUCKING IDIOT! I HATE YOU!
John
Dear Sherlock,
I love you, Sherlock.
John
Dear Sherlock,
I had to show Ella my letters today. She didn't laugh, which I was thankful for.
Funny, isn't it. She knows I love you and you don't.
It's also my last session with her; I can't afford to keep it up.
John
Dear Sherlock,
Started working at Tescos. Considering going back to Iraq.
Haven't exactly got anything to lose, have I?
I've already lost you ...
John
Dear Sherlock,
The army rejected me. Depression and alcoholism don't work well with guns.
My limps come back.
It's worse than ever.
I don't need a therapist to diagnose broken heart, though.
John.
Dear Sherlock,
Thanks a bunch.
John
Dear Sherlock,
I lost the flat. Staying with Mrs. Hudson.
John.
Dear Sherlock,
At least I get discounts at Tesco, though.
I still argue with the Pin-machines. Do you remember that? I could never keep my temper around those bloody things.
John.
Dear Sherlock,
I tried seeing another man yesterday. It was just weird, though. I don't think men are my type, nor women.
Just you.
John.
Dear Sherlock,
I don't think I can keep this up.
John.
Dear Sherlock,
I just miss you so much.
John
Dear Sherlock,
I love you so much.
John.
Dear Sherlock,
This is what people do, don't they?
Leave a note.
Goodbye, Sherlock.
John.