Post by Spottedpath on Apr 3, 2015 10:17:11 GMT
Hey. . . Sunday went the same again. . . I did everything I normally do for you.
I know it's a little childish to keep up the same motions even into adolescence. . .
But we were childhood friends. . .
Your smile? It's still brightening my day, leading me every day. . .
Your laugh? Memorable, so memorable, no one can forget.
It's like we're still together, you know.
I do apologize though, I am unsure if I can keep this up for much longer. . .
I might be leaving soon. . . To where? . . . I don't know. . .
My parents wish to leave town- Get away from it all, you know?
It has been three years already, though. Hasn't it?
. . . Right. Time felt longer, but somehow. . . I knew it was much shorter.
You know, I wish you could come. . .
Our classmates have already stopped. . . You know. . .
They used to hate you. . . Bully you. . . But now. . . They're just silent.
The silence feels really choking.
I'm doing it again, I am. . . Because every day I always did. . .
You remember it don't you?
I always brought. . .
Flowers to your grave. . .
. . . I never stopped. . . In those three years. . .
I wish I didn't have to. . . But I am. . . Leaving.
I'm sorry. . . It should have been me that day.
So. . .
If I can't keep leaving flowers on your grave. . .
I'll. . . pay the only way I know how. . .
The way it really should have gone that day. . .
. . . Because. . .
It should be you leaving flowers on my grave. . .
. . . If I go to heaven. . .
Please meet me there.
But if I go to hell. . .
Please. . .
Leave flowers at the gates, so I know you're there. . .
I am sorry, Rosa. . . I couldn't keep being alone.
I'm coming to greet you. . .
With Flowers.
I know it's a little childish to keep up the same motions even into adolescence. . .
But we were childhood friends. . .
Your smile? It's still brightening my day, leading me every day. . .
Your laugh? Memorable, so memorable, no one can forget.
It's like we're still together, you know.
I do apologize though, I am unsure if I can keep this up for much longer. . .
I might be leaving soon. . . To where? . . . I don't know. . .
My parents wish to leave town- Get away from it all, you know?
It has been three years already, though. Hasn't it?
. . . Right. Time felt longer, but somehow. . . I knew it was much shorter.
You know, I wish you could come. . .
Our classmates have already stopped. . . You know. . .
They used to hate you. . . Bully you. . . But now. . . They're just silent.
The silence feels really choking.
I'm doing it again, I am. . . Because every day I always did. . .
You remember it don't you?
I always brought. . .
Flowers to your grave. . .
. . . I never stopped. . . In those three years. . .
I wish I didn't have to. . . But I am. . . Leaving.
I'm sorry. . . It should have been me that day.
So. . .
If I can't keep leaving flowers on your grave. . .
I'll. . . pay the only way I know how. . .
The way it really should have gone that day. . .
. . . Because. . .
It should be you leaving flowers on my grave. . .
. . . If I go to heaven. . .
Please meet me there.
But if I go to hell. . .
Please. . .
Leave flowers at the gates, so I know you're there. . .
I am sorry, Rosa. . . I couldn't keep being alone.
I'm coming to greet you. . .
With Flowers.