September 8th, 2000
Dear Lisa,
Hi, How are you? Oh, well that's good. Do you think you're coming back soon? I know you won't answer, so that's the beauty of it. I'm making up my own answer for you - and the answer is yes.
I need to believe that. You need to believe that.
Can you still believe anymore? There's probably a lot of things you can't do anymore. Visit. Kiss the kids goodnight. Make coffee in the morning. But there's still a lot of things you can do. Whisper in my ear, occasionally. Stand by my shoulder when I cook dinner. I have a whole list of pros and cons; the cons list is longer.
Tragic, isn't it?
Everything seems so tragic lately - so sad, so lonely. Yet it isn't... it's still somewhat calmer. Sometimes I sob at night, thinking about that day. That horrid, gruesome day. Do you ever think about it? Or, more importantly, do you ever think? Perhaps that's one more thing you can't do anymore. Yeah, most likely. But if that were true then you wouldn't still talk to me, right?
Please tell me that I'm sane. Tell me I'm not losing my mind without you. It certainly seems like I am, and I wouldn't be at all surprised if that were the case.
But it isn't... right?
Lots of love,
Liam xoxo
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Letters to Lisa
Random*A Mysterious Mailbox Book* COPYRIGHT 2012 | ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Follow Liam in this romantic novel as he writes love letters to Lisa, throughout the course of a year, and their entire history together unravels in memories. Cover made by IsaSecr...
