Hello my friend
It's been while since we spoke. You left a few months ago and all conversations are now one sided. It's your birthday today. Your son is doing fine, your brothers not so much. I'm sure today is a heavy day for your mother.
I miss you. I love you. Happy birthday
Dearest,
I don't know why it's coming crashing down on me. Maybe it's the uncertainty, maybe it's the exhaustion, maybe it's the fact that death seems to be following me around these days and I can feel it whispering as I bring my coat up to my neck and turn around in the street
Dearest,
I think I might be going a little insane; subtle enough to pass as shifting mannerism, infrequent enough to pass as coincidence. Time lost, memory loss, impulsiveness, different characteristics, and self destruction that feels great but forgotten next day.
Sky full of stars.
Following a successful lunar flyby, the Artemis II astronauts captured this breathtaking photo of our galaxy, the Milky Way, on April 7, 2026.
//I'm giving you a nightcall to tell you how I feel. I'm gonna tell something you don't want to hear. I'm gonna show you where it's dark but have no fear//
//There's something inside you it's hard to explain. They're talking about you, but you're still the same//
Dearest,
Losing a friend at such a young age is a different kind of grief. Part of me thinks they're going to live forever, part of me thinks they'll be there at the finish line just like they were at the beginning when I was 10. Part of me still thinks she'll answer if I called