We never got a proper goodbye before you literally moved across the country. Even though we had our differences and towards the last day of you here we fought, I hope we're still on good terms, because I will always love you with all my heart. You are like the sister I never had. It's hard to imagine life without you being there to support me physically and mentally.
You went through so much grief that you became compassionate. You became very altruistic. You always saw the good in people. I think that's the number one thing I'll always be envious of; is the goodness in you. You had always seen the world as what it should be, rather that what it is. A world full of peace and kindness. I'll always remember you for that. Kind and gentle. Considerate and a philanthropist. Everything ever good that existed is you.
Good people make mistakes too, and that's okay. Making a mistake is not the end of the world, it just means that we get the benefit of correcting ourselves and starting over. I hope that you'll be able to do that with your new circle of friends in the city with mountains. But bare in mind that when things go wrong, I'll always be here to make it right - or at least, try too.
I love you .xx
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Unsent Letters.
Short StoryA handful of letters that will never quite get to its intended recipient. NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED.
