{ day 345. }
{ 365 days. } from me to you. [complete. )
{ day 345. }
Dear Mr. Kim JaeJoong,
The end is coming near, I can feel it.
It's more like I can't feel anything. I am numb inside without you, and, once again, I am losing weight. Maybe I am burning more calories trying to heat myself, I am always cold.
I think I'll just stay in my bed the rest of the day. I'll reflect. On everything, I suppose. There is nothing to live the rest of my life for.
{ day 345. }
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