Dear Ana,
I remember
How bright
Your eyes
Shined and
How pale
Your skin was.
How do you
Love a person
Who isn't
Even alive?
I've been
Hurting over
Your death.
I'm sending
You a bunch of
Letters to
Your old
Apartment.
And I hope
That one day,
I get a letter
Back but I
Doubt that
So much.
I remember
When we were
Friends and how
I was such a
Bad person.
You told me
You loved me
But then you
Left me alone.
All alone.
Wandering
This stupid
Hall of people
That don't
Even give
A care about me.
Why did you
Leave me like
This? Why did
You not tell me
About this?
Or even leave me
A letter?
I remember
The day, before
Your death,
You were
Crying so hard.
I asked you
Whats wrong?
And you said
Nothing, I'm fine.
I said okay, and
Walked away.
I was so stupid.
I left my own friend.
Hurting in pain.
Silently so alone.
Why did I do this?
I feel so guilty.
Please come back.
Yours Truly,
Katie.
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Dear, Ana
Short StoryDear, Ana I remember that day. The day you told me that, We were forever. And i look at your name, Engraved into a cold stone, And honestly, darling, I don't see a forever. You didn't have to lie to me. Did you know that? Why did you do this to...
