Photograph {Harry Styles}

She opens the letter slowly. Who could this be from? She never gets letters. She takes it out of the envelope and reads.

She falls to her bed and drops the letter, seeing it drift down onto the floor. He remembers her?! He remembers her. She is still a part of his life. The first rays of color fly in through the window, settling on the letter. She decides to try and write back.

Dear Harry;
You know I'm no good with writing letters, but I'll give it a go. We must see each other soon, without you there is no light, everything to me is black and white. Everything except for our Photographs and the letter you sent me. I've learned not to see color anymore. Please be all the shades and textures and tones and different reds and blues and yellows and greens that I am missing.
Your,
Evangeline x

She sighs. Is it good enough? She writes the address on a clean envelope and waits until their next visit to town to post it. Will he recieve it?

Notes

Hello, sorry for taking so long to update.
If you haven't already realized; this story is quite metaphoric. Of course there is color in Evangeline's life, but in her mind there is none without her best friend.
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