Tragedies: a Kurt Cobain fan fiction

Dear Kurt,

Hey baby, I miss you so fucking much. Me and Courtney share custody of Frances. She really really reminds me of you. She's growing up fast and it hurts to know she isn't a little baby anymore. She always asks about you. I keep trying to get it through both of our heads that you're never coming back. She loves listening to your music. She has a great voice. I can tell she really misses you baby. I miss you too. I'm really trying but it's really hard knowing that you're gone forever. Every time I look at Frances it makes me sad. She resembles you so fucking much. I've been trying to tell myself that it's good I have a little piece of you. It's hard. It's so fucking hard. I really wish you were here baby. I hope you know I understand why you did it. Everyone has been saying Courtney killed you. I really wish that was the case. It's not though. I know you were depressed and I'm so sorry but I didn't know what to do. I haven't been this sad in a long time. You of all people would know that. I'm writing this to tell you I know what was going through your head. I know how you felt. I'm gonna be with you baby. We can fly high together. I'm giving Courtney full custody.

I'll see you in the next life Cobain.