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// 17th, Six Months and Nine Days After Death 
// Story: Letters From the Path of Loss 
// by Tavi n Scratch 
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	Dear Rainbow, 

I feel so lonely. Why am I so lonely? I’ve been here in bed all day, just lying in bed. I’ve not even gotten up to eat yet. I’m not really hungry, I haven’t been hungry for a few days now. And even if I was hungry I’m not sure I’d have the energy or drive to actually make myself something to eat. I just feel hollow.

From a scientific perspective it is quite clear, I am in a catatonic state, unable to fully comprehend what has just happened to me, what I’ve chosen to do; forfeit my life. I chose to give up the life I would have spent without memory of my wife and I have no regrets. This whole ordeal was just too much for my body and mind to take. That’s from a scientific perspective.

If only it felt as simple as it actually was. I perfectly understand what is going on but that helps none. I feel cold on the inside, blank and empty.The world around me has fallen out of focus. It could be so easy to just let myself become discouraged, I just need to give in.

But I won’t do that. For her. I will not let go until I can do nothing else. I will hold out hope and I will hold out love. I will make it from day to day until we meet again. That is really motivation enough, at the end of this ordeal I get to be with you once more.

Just one condition: you must help me through this.

Always yours,
Twilight