Dear best mate,

You’ve been gone for maybe 15 minutes. I didn’t want to watch you guys leave, so I turned around and went inside my house and closed the garage behind me. I caught the tail lights of Jake’s car driving away as I walked into my bathroom. Why is it always so hard? I don’t know, this isn’t really home. This is where I sleep, shower, eat, and wait for something better to happen. I feel like crying but it won’t come out. I’m sitting in my bathroom listening to The Subtitles of Chores and Unlocked Doors. I still smell like your house. I stood in my room and noticed how it doesn’t really feel like me at all. It feels temporary. I don’t want to go to school tomorrow. I’m tired. I’m glad we took those pictures and I can’t wait to see that video of me. I’m sure it will be lovely. This isn’t goodbye, it’s see you later. See you soon, mate. I love you.

P.S - You’re a legend

Mimi