Letters to Charlie
Day 2
You moved! Charlie you moved! This is just one step closer to getting you back with me. Getting to our honeymoon in Paris. Shahir said it was nothing. He said it was "a random firing of the neurons". He only can measure with tests and numbers and monitors. I can feel you. I can feel that you are about to wake up.
Remember when we went on that drive through the country and got lost. You took the map from me, crumpled it up and threw it in the back seat. You stopped the car laughed and you told me you loved me. You told me first. We just sat there staring deep into each other's eyes... in love... we weren't anything else. We were just... in love.
I need you to come back to me. I want those moments back. Those moments where we just sit there... quietly staring into each other's eyes. With nothing carrying our conversations of silence but love. Don't leave me Charlie, you can't.
I need to go.
It's late.
Or early.
I don't even know anymore. Love you baby.
-A
I might be starting Letters to Alex after this. Not sure yet though. I might. Let me know what you want. Thanks! BYE!