Unspoken

letter 17

17 — the person you know that is going through the worst of times

Dear Marcus,  

Oh how I'd love to hug the living shit out of you Marcus. 

Some days, I stop and think about you. I think of how you're doing at this very moment. If you've been eating or sleeping. I don't see you too often Marcus, maybe once every two weeks. And I always miss you.

A few weeks ago, I was at the cemetery visiting Aunt Betty's tomb, after I was done telling her about my day and well…crying, I wandered around and I came across Rachel's tomb. It's still pretty, full of flowers and looking neat. I know that’s because you always take care of it.

Well, that particular day I sat down and I talked to her. I told her about how you were doing and how much you missed her, how much we all did, about how hard this year had been without her. I told her how she was taken from us too soon and how I hoped she was happy wherever she was. 

I know how it feels Marcus, I know how it feels to lose a person you love. And I know it feels like you won't ever find someone just like them. 

Sure, our situations are different. You were married to her. The person I lost was an aunt. I know it’s hard to ever even think of finding another girl to love again. It may feel like you're replacing her but you're not. I swear you're not. I don't want you to mope around Marcus, you're so young. You were so full of life when Rachel was here. Nowadays you rarely smile. It’s hard. And it will be for some time, but I know you'll get through it. 

I love you so very much Marcus and I'm always thinking about you. I'm always hoping that someone will come along and help you fill that space that Rachel occupied. I'll always hope you'll be happy again.

 Love, 

Olivia

(a/n - feedback is always nice lol, luv ya guys)