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Candles die so fast, don’t they?
I’ve spent the last few days just staring at the wicks while they burn, melting the wax around them into deep puddles, then just drown themselves in it…
Again...
And again…
And again…
Until the last candle that you gave me.. gave out herself.
It was a citrus candle, you said that it reminded you of me, so you made it, but never used it, and ended up as a gift to me.
I wonder what you are doing now, where are you, how is your career going on.. people told me that you were able to achieve your dream in becoming the no.1 at your job, congratulations, you bet me to that.
Unfortunately, I’m prohibited from watching the news, they say it’s not good for me to do so, but oh well, what can I say, due to that I can’t follow your news, I just hear a bit about you here and there from the visitors, who are -usually- shut down and asked not to do so.
And oh, can we really talk about how you never replyed to my last letter? That’s irritating, I do expect a reply for this one as a compensation.
The real question is..
Will I be able to get a new candle too? I kinda used them all up.
I think I need one.
Please.
Yours sincerely.