January 1, 2012

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January 1, 2012

Dear Louis,

Dr. Silver says I should try to talk to you. She thinks it will help me heal and move on. I don't know if I can do what she wants. I miss you. Everyday. Nine days without you. Every morning I wake up and reach for my phone, looking for your good morning text but it never comes. Why won't you answer me? I love you. How is it up there? Is it beautiful? I hope it is. You were so beautiful. Why couldn't you see it, too? I love you. My parents are worried about me. They sent me to Dr. Silver. They say she's the best shrink in town. I don't need a shrink. I'm perfectly sane. I forgot to eat again yesterday. I woke up late and check my blood sugar. 76. I can't eat. It makes me feel sick. It reminds me of you. I love you. Sometimes I wish I could go back to that day. That I would have remembered to call you. That I would have convinced you to come over. I wish I hadn't found you like that. I take that back, I'm glad it was me. No one else loved you like me, my poor orphan boy. Why did you leave me? Will you please come back? Your uncle needs you, Louis. I need you. I love you. Please come home. I want you in my arms again. I wake up at night wondering where you are, my pillow wet with tears. I'll have a bad dream and go to call you, but I only get your voicemail. I love your voice. I love you. I love your dark hair, your green eyes. Your tan skin. Your cologne. Your arms around my waist. Your lips gently brushing mine. I love you. Only you. Always you.

Always, Only, Forever Yours,

Mai <3

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