Letters to the dead
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Adult +
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Letters to the dead
To You
Its been a year…
In my dreams I see you, you smile at me in a way I cannot describe…what did I do wrong? I would have thought after all this time…the answer would have been revealed but no. In my dreams I see you in all your youthful glory and it sickens me to know that I have not changed…that I WILL not change that the person everyone thought was a phase…is in fact me.
In my dream you are frozen in time with your perfection…your skin is flawless in its design, that one scar above your right eyebrow glares at me angrily…your hands…graceful in there movements mock me as they casually lift the cigarette and take a drag…your eyes though…they are perhaps the most moving…Filling with a life long ago killed…your bright hazel eyes…filled with such intensity…your lips full and promising…how is it in my dreams I wish to kiss you when I know in real life that desire would have long been silent.
Not a kiss of sexual nature but one of passion and love…to convey what I could have never said. When you were alive. I wish naught but to hold you one more time and to tell you…how I have missed you. How all our petty fights are nothing to an eternity without you? And I am sorry.
So…so sorry.
I still ache with something I cannot name…when I think of you, when I walk alone back into the house we all tried so hard to get me out of…and I ashamed to admit…no one tried as hard as you. It kills me that all our 'progress' was retracted and that I must once again kill all emotion…and for what? A month of peace when it doesn't exist at all?
Forgive me Pat because I no longer know what to do…in my mind I hold you in a desperation I haven't felt since childhood because it is the only thing that feels secure….when I know in reality…we would still be fighting…
How lost I feel without you…you were my rock…the one thing that kept me linked to this life and you are gone…a year…and many more to follow. I wish I could follow you …because at least then…something would feel safe.
No ones knows what you meant to me…nor will they ever know…I don't hope for a friend like you again because I know no one will ever come close.
Its been a year…
In my dreams I see you, you smile at me in a way I cannot describe…what did I do wrong? I would have thought after all this time…the answer would have been revealed but no. In my dreams I see you in all your youthful glory and it sickens me to know that I have not changed…that I WILL not change that the person everyone thought was a phase…is in fact me.
In my dream you are frozen in time with your perfection…your skin is flawless in its design, that one scar above your right eyebrow glares at me angrily…your hands…graceful in there movements mock me as they casually lift the cigarette and take a drag…your eyes though…they are perhaps the most moving…Filling with a life long ago killed…your bright hazel eyes…filled with such intensity…your lips full and promising…how is it in my dreams I wish to kiss you when I know in real life that desire would have long been silent.
Not a kiss of sexual nature but one of passion and love…to convey what I could have never said. When you were alive. I wish naught but to hold you one more time and to tell you…how I have missed you. How all our petty fights are nothing to an eternity without you? And I am sorry.
So…so sorry.
I still ache with something I cannot name…when I think of you, when I walk alone back into the house we all tried so hard to get me out of…and I ashamed to admit…no one tried as hard as you. It kills me that all our 'progress' was retracted and that I must once again kill all emotion…and for what? A month of peace when it doesn't exist at all?
Forgive me Pat because I no longer know what to do…in my mind I hold you in a desperation I haven't felt since childhood because it is the only thing that feels secure….when I know in reality…we would still be fighting…
How lost I feel without you…you were my rock…the one thing that kept me linked to this life and you are gone…a year…and many more to follow. I wish I could follow you …because at least then…something would feel safe.
No ones knows what you meant to me…nor will they ever know…I don't hope for a friend like you again because I know no one will ever come close.