love, ella [l.h]

february 2, 2013

dear luke,

i have been sitting in my room for more than a week just sleeping, or staring at a wall. i still can't believe it. you're actually gone, and you're never coming back. what happened for you to make you hate yourself so much? how could you hate yourself so much that you leave all of us, people who love you?

i don't know why i write these letters, you'll never read them, unless you're a ghost and you're behind me reading them.

you don't know how big of a mistake you made. i don't think i'll ever forgive you. you probably thought that the world would be better without you, but it is so fucking worse.

i miss you so fucking much,

love, ella