Carrie Fisher

Dear Aaron,

I'm sure you know this, but Carrie Fisher died today. I keep thinking about you; I was hoping to see the Episode 9 with you when it came out. I don't know if you think about me. I don't know if your promise to call me later was real or not, but it feels real, so I keep waiting.

Did you get my present? Did you understand the song, and the memory that song held for me? When you sang it to me the first time, I was scared that the song meant more to you then you were letting on. I was scared that I was just a rebound. But you asked me to learn the harmonies, and so I did. Why did you have to pick that song? It has eternally bound me to you.

I feel so silly, to be writing to someone in my life so fleetingly. Only a week, and that week was enough. I'm sure you must see that I will probably move on. That someone else will come into my life that I feel so connected to, and trust so much. But right now, somehow all I can see is you.

I wish you would tell me how you feel! The days that go by, waiting for a text from you to know how I should feel; to know if I should keep holding on to some small hope. Lost in your brilliant brown eyes.

Please, reel me in or let me loose. I live in agony biting on this line.

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