To the One I Love

I stared at the paper. It was a menace. All of these letters. They gave me closure. I'd never see her again. That's what hurt the most. I'd never get to hear her laugh. Her beautiful smile. Everything that brought me joy, was because of Naomi. And now, she's gone. Maybe if I didn't leave, she wouldn't be gone. I blamed myself. Now, I'll sit Herr and read these letters. The ones that left her mark. They could make me smile, seeing things the way she did. Now I could understand how she felt. Maybe then I'd understand. A single tear ran down my cheek and onto the paper. She was wrong. I wouldn't ever be free. At least, not without her.