April 30th,
We had finals for the semester.
So that is why I haven't written for so long.
Sorry.
The doctors said there hasn't been any improvement. I almost started crying.
Again...
I really wish you were here with me.
I wish you would tell me that it will be okay.
That you will wake up and say something stupid and I will laugh while crying.
But instead...
I feel like I am talking to myself and then I sit in silence as I remember what I said to you.
Writing these letters were supposed to somehow help.
Now that I have written a few, I realize that it is just making the pain worse.
I tell you about what has happened but you don't respond.
I didn't know why I thought that this would be a good idea...I need you now more than ever,
Astrid
YOU ARE READING
Won't Give Up [Book 4]
RandomMarch 1st. Hiccup. I am writing you letters. I am writing about what you will miss. I write about what is going on in the world when you are currently aren't living your life right at the moment. Why must this happen to you? I didn't want to believ...