My Dearest Parker,
Wow... 365 letters. I've written one for each day that you've been gone... it's been a year. I know you're probably getting pretty tired of these... but I can't help myself. Writing is the only thing I know how to do. It helps me keep calm, keep my head clear, my heart steady. I miss you like hell, you know. Not a day goes by without me thinking of you.
Like tonight, for instance. It's raining... and it reminds me of the day we first met...
October 28th. It was a Thursday, which was my weekly shopping day. I followed my usual routine, except for once, I decided to walk downtown to where the cute little local shops were and look around. In Harmony Springs, October and March happened to be the rainiest months... and of course, the one day I forget my damn umbrella, it just had to start pouring.
I darted around looking for a place to take refuge, when you came running up... Your hair was adorably tousled with sparkling drops decoratin