Dear John,
Two weeks together. That’s all it took.Two weeks for me to fall for you.Now we have one year apart. But that’s all it’ll take.And what’s one year apart, after two weeks like that together?You told me you wanted to make me promises. Promises you’d keep.But I only want one promise from you, during this year we spend apart.Tell me everything.Write it all down, John. Scribble it in a notebook. Type it out. Email it to me. I don’t care. But I want to know everything.That way, we’ll be with each other all the time -- even if we’re not with each other at all. And somehow we’ll get through this. Together.
Always,
Savannah
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