Belly & Conrad | You're all I think about

I learned something kind of cool. Tell me. Did you know that Venus is an evening star for 263 days out of the year? And then it disappears from the sky for 50 days before returning as a morning star for another 263 days. Venus is still an evening star. Gives me some kind of hope or something. Yeah, I think you should feel optimistic. This is from Conrad. Conrad Fisher is sending you care packages internationally. He's been writing. Dear, I tried to stop loving her. I tried to keep my promise. I just can't imagine marrying someone who didn't give me firework. I never could compete with what you two had. That connection was like a force field. I wish we were looking at it together. Me too. Is this why you haven't been able to move on? Because Conrad Fisher is sending you love letters? And Billie? Yes, Conrad. I couldn't be with someone who didn't make me feel electric either. Okay. Three, two, one, cheese! Conrad Beck Fisher, the boy of my pre-teen dreams. I loved him in a way that you can only really do the first time around. Conrad. Completely. With every bit of your being. Being with you, loving you, is all worth it. For whatever we lose, like a you or a me, it's always ourselves we find in the sea. You can swim in the sea every day. I don't want to swim in the sea every day. I want to swim here, with you. And people. People? You've always been a girl who knows her own heart. Gemma's apartment has a view of the Sacré-Cœur. Just like in Sabrina. All night long I let the most terrible impulse do something. Never resist an impulse, Sabrina. Especially if it's terrible. Dear Belly, Firstly, I don't even know if I should be writing you. If this is allowed. If it's not, just say so. I'll understand. I should be memorizing the cardiovascular system. I'd rather be writing you. I bet Paris is beautiful during the holidays. I hear you're staying there for Christmas. I guess that means you're happy. You're perfect. This doesn't feel real. How about now? I like picturing that. Well, Merry Christmas, Belly. I hope Paris is everything you dreamed it would be. Conrad. I might as well be completely honest here. Because who even knows if you're reading my letters. But I'll go ahead and say it, even though I have no right. That's when I had this sudden thought. It killed me a little, but Jers talked to you. A part of me will always love you. I love her. It's not all of a sudden, Belly. It's always. I love you. I will never not love you. In case I haven't made it clear. I think about you a lot. You're pretty much all I think about. Just so we're clear. Love, Conrad. Dear Conrad. I never thanked you for sending me Junior Mint. So, thank you. And thank you for all your letters. It's sweet of you to think of me. I finally found a permanent apartment. This is my new address. Hope you're well.