2. Dear Clarissa 0.2
Hello, Clari. Remember how I had accidently called you Clari, and I thought you didn't like it, but you smiled at me and said you love it? And no one was allowed to call you that but me. I hope you're finally doing well. I'm not. I don't come out of the house unless I need to. I barely eat, sleep, or talk to anyone. My friends say I need to get out of the house and try to have some fun since the incident with you happened a week ago, but I can't. . The only time I had "fun" was when I was with you.
I start to wonder if the incident with you was my fault. Like maybe I had done something that I was too naive to notice and you were angry at me so you left. I start to feel like everything that has happened to you was my fault. I don't know why but I do and it's eating me on the inside and I blame myself for everything. Then I sit on my bed and cry. I cry until cried every tear out of my body. I start thinking that I wasn't there for you when you needed me the most and I was somewhere else jacking around. God, I just really miss you, Clari. you just... don't understand what you did to me. I wish you were still here. I can't take all this anymore.
Your one and only,