Dear Harv,

You're probably wondering how I knew ahead of time to write this to you. Fact of the matter is, I didn't. I've been writing these about once a week ever since Liz left, keeping them under my pillow, and replacing the, when I write another. Maybe you'll actually leave before I do. Maybe we'll both see this through to the end together. But I have to prepare for the worst even if I hope for the best.

Either way, if you find this, you've either been rooting through my stuff without permission - in which case remind me to smack you later - or I'm actually gone. I'm sorry. I don't know if Cálice has me, or if I ended up home, or what, but know that I can take care of myself. And I know you can take care of yourself if you try. You're stronger than you think you are, and I've seen it. You have to try, though. If I'm actually gone... share this fact with others and don't drive them away. You need more people like me in your life - not in the relationship sense, but... you need people who care. Who want to see you happy, and are willing to fight you to make it happen.

I can't tell you what to do, I can only plead. Please don't push people away. Others love you, will care for you, like I do, like Liz and the kid do... you aren't as alone as you think you are, as you make yourself. These past few months, I've been trying to get you to open up, talk to other people... please don't let that be for nothing. Don't shut yourself off again, Harvey, please.

You're stronger than you think, and having friends and family... and learning to move on when the worst comes to pass... that will make you stronger yet.

I love you, Harvey Finevoice. No matter what happens, you will always be a part of my heart.

- Flare Star