Oct 06, 2007 03:51
Tonight I saw my first shooting star, or maybe just the first one I remember seeing, while you danced and laughed with the one you love and hate.
I wish I knew how to cure your attachment. Were I able to use the walls of my heart to strengthen yours, I would not hesitate.
Your patience, more than anything, will get you through this. I hope to one day know of a time when you are far too busy with your happy life and loving family to ever waste the effort of remembering this time. Of this future, I have no doubt.
Remember always that you're stronger than me. Despite what it may seem like right now, in a test of wills you will always outclass me. I have walked the path of your tragedy and I found my way out. You will do it better than I did. But for now, patience.