Dear Alan, I'm crying while writing this. The letter will be messy because there's so much I wish to tell you. I found out about you in 2022, when my friend mentioned you being dead while we talked about Harry Potter. This is probably a better way for me to find out about your death, then when it happened in 2016, because I probably wouldn't get out of the depression. Since then, I've been thinking about you EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. I love everything about you. Your looks, your voice, your personality, your kindness, your wit, your roles. I've started watching your movies and discovering things I never knew I liked, because of you. Severus Snape became my favorite character of all the time. Colonel Brandon introduced me to historical romances and I am writing a novel due to that. I started going to the theater again and getting interested in acting, although I'm too shy and self conscious to try. I have a little Snape shrine, and cute merch with you. I still haven't watched all of your movies, but I will, one day. I regret never getting to meet you. You never met me, yet I miss you so, so much. I hope that you're in a better place and looking over at us. I love you Alan. In every way. Thank you for being a part of my life. You'll forever be missed.