Letters To Midnight

12.

Dear Midnight,
I hate you. I hate you for making me miss you. I hate you for leaving. I hate you for leaving our family in shambles while you were at it. I hate you for being so amazing. I hate you for leaving us. I hate you for being so insecure. I hate you because I should've gone instead of you. I hate you because you were so strange and weird and awesome and now you're stuck in all our heads and can't get out. I hate you because now you've gone dad never comes home and mom is always stuck in her room. I hate that now you've gone, home feels empty without your voice. I hate that sometimes I still pretend the door to your room will open and you'd stand there and tell me it was all a joke. I hate you because now that you've gone there's no one left to wish on all the chimes from midnight to one. I hate you because every night when I try to wish for the both of us I get choked up because I can't do this alone Midnight, I can't, yet all it seems to me is that I am alone, because you've gone and my mom does nothing but scream at me and now my father is gone.

See? I wish you didn't leave. Mom and dad are in shambles and so am I.

I hate you because you're gone and I miss you.