Gone

Two months. It was only two months ago my boyfriend died. It was only two months ago his parents found him hanging in his wardrobe. Dead.

Painful grief was all I could feel. All I could think of was, Why? Could it have been something I've done to him? Why did he not tell me how unhappy he was?

He wrote a letter and it laid on his bed patiently waiting for someone to read it.

Dear Mum & Dad,

Don't worry about me. I'm in a better place now. Don't be sad, for I feel happier. Life was cruel to me, so I left it. Make sure you remember Fern is upset too. Make sure you give her all the love in the world now I can't. I love you both so much.

Dear Fern,

I don't mind if you don't want to read this, but if you do I want you to know that even though death may pull us apart physically, we are forever together spiritually. I will wait for you here in this sanctuary. My arms will be spread to greet you. But do not give up on life like I have. Just wait. My love for you is never ending and make sure you always remember that. You are strong and you know how to get through this.

Dear Zara,

The most important thing I have to say is that none of this is your fault. Don't start playing the blame game with yourself. If you tell yourself anything that puts you in doubt, ignore it. I know that you don't take a fight lying down. Whenever you fall you get right back up. Don't let the memory of me hold you back from your dreams.

I silently wept everyday for him. I would cry myself asleep. I don't talk for there were no words to express my feelings.

My name is Zara May and I'm broken.

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Hey!

What do you think of the story? I can't wait to start fully writing it. I won't forget about its a long way to go. Special thanks to @kekothenialler for helping me a bit with this starting bit :*

Love you,

Imaginit4