Dear Luke,

Things got awkward between us.

Everytime I want to say something about this situation, i am about to cry.

But i don't want to cry. Not in front of you. I am not weak.

But it's also really comfortable. We can lay on your bed for hours. Don't say one word and just cuddle.

Tomorrow i have chemo. And you are coming with me. You don't realise how much that means to me.

Love,

Moon