Sometimes I dream about being able to hug you, and then I just wake up. It's those times that I stare at the phone and want to call you, and decide it would be best not to. By the time I change my mind, it's already 12am again, and far too late there.
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How's the weather, eh?
Seems like a safe kind of subject.
...I really do miss you. I should come to London. Come see you.
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In the end, I just wanted to say I miss you.
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I miss you too, Teddy.
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