Dear Henry (Buddy),
Why is my life collapsing? Do you have any idea?
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Guess you don't. Oh, and I planned to, uh... do... yyeeaahh... at the end of the year. I don't like to say the word. But I was planning to do it at the end of the year, like a new years gift. Nobody will have to worry for me anymore.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
Haha, it's spooky month. Oh, but why do I care, all that means to me is that it's going to get colder and I will still be counting down my final days on this earth. Maybe the afterlife has something planned for me...
Dear Henry (Buddy),
Yeah, its definently getting colder more and more overtime. Or maybe it's just me? Almost every morning I look outside the window and see frost on the grass.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
I found this song is relate to a lot. It's a pretty sad song, too. It's called "Goodbye to a World."
Dear Henry (Buddy),
I haven't sang in awhile. Sometimes I quietly hum that song I told you I liked. It has a cool beat and a interesting concept. Usually I like lo-fi hip hop or video game soundtracks. But I'm too tired do anything, really.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
I can sleep again, finally! It feels so good! I'm still not really motivated about doing anything though. I still just light matches and watch the day go by outside the window.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
So there's these things in your world called "fails"? And you said in some of the fails where we were friends I sang to you? What did I sing?
Dear Henry (Buddy),
You said I sang fanfare and something about having the greatest plan, huh? That sounds like fun. But thats behind us now, it's too late. I wish we could go back.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
I still think about you as I watch the sunrise, the frost melt, the rain droplets run down my window, and the sunset. What could we have done differently? Or was that just what you were destined to do..?
Dear Henry (Buddy),
It's foggy outside. It reminds me of the morning of the day we captured you, which it was pretty foggy. But you wouldn't have known that, you were asleep the whole time. I guess you're a heavy sleeper, huh?
Dear Henry (Buddy),
I need to hide my notes better. Some are at the government base. What if someone finds them? I can't let anyone find them! My note to the general is in there!
Dear Henry (Buddy),
Nobody has found my notes. Good. Another good thing, I met this girl named Ellie. She has short, red hair. She's fun to talk to, shes just a little violent at times. I wish you could've met her.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
It's so cold in here all the time! I'm shivering at this point. Maybe I do have a reason to light matches now. But I have a question, do you watch the flame die out with me?
Dear Henry (Buddy),
I really wish we could've been friends when you were alive. That would make life so much easier, especially because I have ADHD and I have so much energy and I want to talk to people all the time, but I feel like no one wants to hear what I have to say...
Dear Henry (Buddy),
Oh, I'm not the only one with a mental issue. Good to know! I feel less lonely now. But I feel even worse for you now that I know you have PTSD, because when you were in the airship when it crashed it must've been very loud.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
I hate the toppat leader more than anything. Thank God he's dead. Well, you killed him, and you went down with him, sadly enough. If I was with you in your last few moments alive, what would you have said?
Dear Henry (Buddy),
Oh... Thats what you would've said to me? Thats... bittersweet. I would've told you that you had the greatest plan. I hope our friendship is never broken.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
It's getting super cold around here, what its like for you in the afterlife? I want to know before I join you in about three months.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
I wish I was a different Charles, like from one of the other timelines. I'd like to be Triple Threat Charles, because you and Ellie are my best friends, buddy.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
I nicknamed Ellie "Ell" but I only call her that when I'm being serious, which isn't often. We like to joke around usually. I think she started to notice that I'm depressed, too. As long as she doesn't find my notes, we'll be okay.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
It's kind of wierd being friend with the opposite gender, but I'm gay. So that doesn't matter. She's still my friend.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
I think someone broke into my house the other day, but left because I how little money and how little valuables I have. Your my only valuable, and I hope nobody takes you. Your the only thing I have left to live for.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
Sometimes I wonder if you would like being in my helicopter with me. I know you have in other timelines, but what about this one? Do you still like it? Oh well, it doesn't matter now. You're already dead.
Dear Henry (Buddy),
Nothing's really been changing. I still light matches for almost no reason, but it is pretty cold. I still write to you nearly everyday.
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Still.
I wonder would it have been like if you were still with us.