Dear Emily,
It's been two months and one day. Yesterday, I looked up ways to cope with death. I found a bunch of articles on why greif exists and how it is important to talk about your feelings. It's all bull.
Then I came across a suggestion to write letters to the dead. At first the idea seemed really stupid, but I haven't been able to get it out of my head, so I'm giving it a chance. I don't know why I'm doing this. I know you can't read these. I know you can't write back.
You can never write back.
- Delilah.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Emily
Teen Fiction"I've been staring at the wall for the past hour. And you're six feet under the ground. So I guess things didn't work out for either of us. - Delilah." soundtrack: http://8tracks.com/bonjouritsali/dear-emily-soundtrack // let her go; passenger // br...
