Yours Truly

Letter 3

Dear Stranger,
I didn't get to see you today, but I hope you're doing well, I miss you a lot. Last night I had a dream about you. I saw we were together and you were smiling at me holding my hand telling me that everything will be alright. I want you here holding my hand and telling me that everything will be alright. But I know that's not true. I'll have to be gone soon. I'm currently in the hospital all alone, my mom is at home with my brother, she said they'll come see me but they never did, I miss everything lately. I miss the way I was happy when I was a little girl, everything now came crashing down. Each breath I take, somehow I feel like it's my last. Tell me stranger why everything is so messed up. I just want my life back, the way I talked about things I was passionate about, like chocolate cake. I loved chocolate cake, the sweet yet bitter taste of dark chocolate still lingers on my tongue. I loved to paint, the way the colours spread across the canvas, the blue of the sky and the green of the grass, and the orange of the sunset. I loved to sing. The melody of each song, the rhythm, the tune, but most importantly the lyrics. I loved to read. The words, the emotions, the images. Everything is gone now, everything has ended. I'm now breathing for the sake of just breathing. I hope you're the reason I stay, if tonight isn't the last breath I take.

Yours truly,
Savannah