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// 24th, Eleven Months After Death 
// Story: Letters From the Path of Loss 
// by Tavi n Scratch 
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To you,

I hate you. I hate you for not being her. Why can’t you be her? She’s still here, still very much alive. You gave up on me. How could you? I thought you loved me, but you just quit. I won’t pretend that I know what you went through, but I was there for you the entire time. How could you be so selfish to not pull through. I love you, I’d be lying to say otherwise, but she loves me back while you cannot.

Why can’t you be here for me. I need you. It hurts. It hurts to much to write. Why aren’t you here, why?