Neon Lights

Bitter Goodbye

You've missed the worst winter since we've been six. It snowed all the way into March. We even had seven snow days. Can you believe it? We almost didn't have any last year. This year we had seven. Well, at least public school did, I can't say the same for the private school Savannah's at.

Like you, I haven't thought much about Savannah lately. It's since we don't see each other on a daily basis. She's always so busy these days too. I am as well. College is slowly creeping up on us. You remember that dream of moving to California together, going to college out there? It's over. Savannah's going to Boston, she's trying to get into one of the Seven Sisters. It looks like I'm going to the local community college. It's funny how we throw our lives away, and we let others stomp all over them and just take it, let it happen. Sometimes it becomes too much, too much to bare, too much to remember and I wish I could forget it all. I wish it would all just go away, like I throw it away, like I'm throwing away my life.

I wish I could write more, say more, tell you more. But I know you aren't listening and I don't have anything to say. It's sad right? You're dead and I'm still moping about my life. About my three younger siblings, my inattentive mother, but she's better then yours.

You know, I don't know what to say to you anymore. I guess I'm just bitter. Maybe next year I'll be more pleasant.

•Riley•