Maybe writing letters to him helps me. It helps me let out my emotions. I guess it makes me feel closer to him, even if I can't see his reaction as he reads these letters from above. I know he still with me, he always has a place in my heart. But my body yearns for him. I need to be back in his arms, to feel his tender kiss, to inhale his cinnamon scent. There was so much more that I needed to say to him, but the clock ticked to fast, and I was to late. Maybe the best way of telling him is in these letters, and I guess that's why I write them.