A lot has changed since you've been gone. I kissed Harry Potter. I know it was silly, but it felt right at the time.
I've been trying to find a replacement for you, and nothing's worked. No one can live up to the standards you've set for me.
Does this mean I'm doomed? Doomed to wander the Earth alone until I die--and get to be with you again?
Maybe that's something I'm going to have to figure out on my own.
Until next time, I'm sending all my love,
*crumbles up the parchment and tosses it into the fireplace, then leans back in her chair and sighs*