Seasons come and go. Waves come and so they go. Boys come and boys quickly go. You said you'd stay but still you went away. Sadly only pain comes and never goes away. I wish I could feel the seasons changing. I hope I could hear the waves. I wish I could pay attention when boys come, but I only realise them when they leave. I hope for you to come and never go away again. I only hope. But pain I feel. Pain, I see it coming. I know when it comes, and I can preddict when it will get worse. Because it will. It always gets worse. At least before it gets better. Why is that? Why can I feel the bad twisted feelings and not the good ones? Answer me this Rosalie. I know you know. You have always been the smart one. You know things. Lots of it. So tell me. Cause for me, you know everything. At least you used to. Am I broken? Can I be fixed? Is there something wrong with me? Just tell me. I can take it. Do you know what I need? Do you have any idea how to cure me? Can you at least diagnose me? I bet you can. You are unstopable! Even I couldn't stop you. I could not prevent you from leaving. You should know what I need by now, I think I've been clear. I need you to come back. I need you to bring him with you. I need your support, your kindness, your friendship. Essencially, I need you. That's all.
Cathy
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Letters for Rose {to be continued}
No FicciónBased on a true story this is the life of a teenager girl after she loses her best friend and her boyfriend!
