Letting You Suffer

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Dear John,

You haven't come out of your room for two days now. I think mum is going to call the police if you don't come soon. I'll slip you all my food but soon you're going to have to come out and face the flames. How can you be brave enough to hurt yourself if you're not brave enough to face the consequences? Would it really be so bad to answer them when they ask why? I won't ask. I know you hate it when we ask. But I want to know even more than they do. I want to know so I can fix it. I want to make you better. But for now I'll help with the little things. I'll bring you food. I'll keep talking mum down from making the phone call that might get you sent very, very far away. But I want to give you more. I want to make some huge sacrifice to prove that I actually love you. I guess I am, watching you suffer. I'm letting you suffer because I love you.

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