Letters to Sunny
I thought about writing you the moment you left.
I wanted to say thank you, and that I’ll never forget about you and what you did for me, with me, to me.
Thank you for being the best truce I never knew I needed.
I have so much to tell you, and wish you were here to listen, to help me see the big picture. I wish you were rubbing my back, helping me to come to an agreement with myself.
Sunny, you have no idea how much I’ve noticed your absence. It’s felt like a dream. Like one day you’re here, so present, so constant, so real... and then you’re gone. As I had woken up from a really good night’s sleep.
It’s been hard.
It’s been really tough to be awake, and to be back to my loneliness.
Sunny, I don’t want you to come back. I just wish it had been a more progressive, I wish it had been a step by step goodbye in which you slowly left my side, slowly disappeared. It would have hurt a lot less.
But each of us is doing their time, and yours is up now. And I’m glad we met while we were both in.
Help me feel your comfort.
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