In the end, Hope never really left. He was waiting by the door for months for the mailman to bring him your letter. He rejoiced to know you would return to his empty arms soon. Hope's love is true while Depression's is a lie. Hope understands why you fell into Depression's grasp and he loves you even more. He just wishes he could have done more to help you. But my dear friends, you are not alone. You never have been and you never will be. Remember that.
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Dear Depression
Short StoryThe darkness is so exhausting. I just want to lay down and fall into an eternal sleep. But I cannot stop running. Just because I cannot see the end of the tunnel, does not mean it isn't there. I must continue forward.
