Dear Fred, Love George

Dear Fred,

Mum suggested i write this letter. She told me it would make me feel better. I don't see how because you can't see it and I won't see your reaction to it, but i don't have anything to lose, so here goes nothing...

It's been a year since you died. Everything has changed, yet everything is the same. The joke shop is still going strong. Ron is helping me with it. It is not the same without you though. He doesn't appreciate my jokes as much as you did. Not a day goes by I don't miss you. I keep thinking about how i never got to say goodbye and tell you i love you. I do love you. I hope you knew that even though we didn't say it much. I'm struggling, Freddie. I'm not going to lie to you. I pretend like I'm okay, I crack jokes, I laugh but my heart is hurting. I want to touch you, hug you, to hear you laugh again. Do you miss me? Do you ever think of me? Do you wish you were still here with me? Do you remember the good times we've shared? I do, everyday. I'll stop writing now. I just want you to know, I love you.

Your partner in crime,
George