hey jude,
today I had the energy to go out to the market and buy apples.
the apples help me remember you. the smell of your old, beat up
car. the sweet smell of your thick, wavy brunette hair. i loved you
and still do. tomorrow i decided to visit you at the hospital. i miss
you with all my heart. i'm scared though because the last time I
visited, you didn't remember me. i have never seemed to get the
thought of you flailing your body while the doctors strapped your
body against the chair. the tears streaming down your face, your
mascara running, and red trail marks across your skin. your favorite
song, Yesterday, played in the background to try and calm you down.
actually, i wasn't supposed to be in the room when this was
originally happening and i know you wouldn't want me to see you
like that but i needed to see if you were okay. if the doctors.were.
treating you well. i trust them, they are truly great doctors. it's
eleven o'clock, stargazing time. i'll see you tomorrow princess.
yours truly,
ashton
