letter no. twelve

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dear luke,

words cannot descibe how much

i miss you.

ive gone back to see dr.penny

as a favor to liz.

she isnt happy with me

but no one ever is.

i told dr.penny that when

a person decides to be

a therapist, its usually

because the person has

problems themselves.

she slammed her book shut

and yelled at me to get out.

i did, and as i shut the door,

i heard her sobs and her cries.

i felt bad for a tiny second

and then i remembered

that you were gone

and i felt a whole lot worse.

yours,

ahngie x

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