Sorry I didn't update yesterday. My computer crapped out on me.
Dear Sherlock,
You were there that day? I honestly try not to think about it. That was one of the saddest days except of course the day of your funeral. Mrs. Hudson was crying, begging me not to move. She even offered to lower the rent. I had to keep saying "No. I can't." That day isn't something I like remembering. I wish you had something right then and there. So that we could have avoided that whole mess. Of course you couldn't though. Believe me Sherlock I know how much you hate feeling out of control. I have a feeling that's why you didn't eat that much, to try gain some form of control. That's the main reason of Anorexia. Not just because people think they're fat but usually to get some form of control in their lives. Not that I think you're anorexic though you are awfully slender now that I think about it or at least you were last time I saw you, a lot can change in three years.
Of course I still remember that Christmas party. Everybody remembers it. It was even brought up at your funeral. They thought that you could say anything to her and she would let you I guess you couldn't. At least you realized what you said was wrong. She actually got mad at you. Can't say that I blame her though. I would do the same roles reversed. I can't believe Moriarty did pretend to be her boyfriend. By the way I have a question since when is knowing gay men's underwear trends more useful than knowing that the sun revolves around the earth? She helped you? She never mentioned anything. Well I guess considering the circumstances she wouldn't. God, she'd make a fine actress. I just wish that she would leave some hints.
You actually remember the name of my blog titles? You usually made fun of them even though my blog is how you got so much business. What did that guy Sebastion do to you that was so bad? I knew that you two didn't necessarily get along but I didn't think he made your life miserable. Did you mean something by that bit about not making assumptions even about people you like or am I just over analyzing it? I suppose it must be the latter. I've just been over this letter so many times making sure that I didn't miss anything. That I could be making things a bigger deal than they need to be so just ignore the last bit.
I know that's it normal. I meant you Sherlock being an angel. Nobody would ever think that especially considering what Moriarty planted in people's heads. I guess in a way you are though. Watching over people, making sure nothing happened to them. Either that or batman. I can't tell which one would fit you more which one would you prefer? Sherlock believe me after your funeral I couldn't be more broken. If I was more broken I would be dead.
Well finally I get to hear from you that you had feelings for me as well. I thought that you cared about that woman Irene Adler, more than you did about me. Sherlock, when did I ever say that I got over you? I still care about you and I always will. They were dying done until you wrote this letter of course then I remembered all the reasons I fell for you in the first place. You're right, she is perfectly nice and normal. There's nothing wrong with that. So I don't find odd things in the refrigerator, no skulls where there should be books. I still love her. She was exactly what I needed after you. With her unlike you I know what to expect. Also she tells me how she feels and doesn't keep it all bottled up and I don't have to wonder where I stand with her. I know exactly where I stand with her. I swear there were sometimes where I didn't even think you liked me.
Sometimes though I wish she was you too. That's why you make people think you're asexual. I thought it was for different reasons.
Yeah well it's too late for sorry by the way you do you send letters instead of texting. I thought you loved it?
-JW