Dear Sam,
Can I just describe the things I miss of you? First of all your tall figure. That tall figure of yours would protect me even your arms. In your arms I was never afraid. I even miss your hair, your hair growing longer each month. I swear if you were alive your hair might grow longer than mine and mine is long. Your laugh, deep and laid back. Oh your eyes were adorable when you did the puppy eyes, I would laugh and kiss you. Then your famous Bitch face you would give me or Dean when we were being unreasonable or you would do that thing with your shoulders and mostly with your mouth when you surprised or even confused. Lastly that time you grunted like a moose and I nicknamed you Moose.
Love,
Levy
