Abby's Letter
12-31-2023
Hi Dear,
I am so glad this ended up in your hands! You're probably getting this a few weeks late, but ive been thinking about you ever since you left. I know you had to leave promptly, due to the ongoing war (I wish those bastards would stop attacking us!), but it seems like everyone is gone now. Even Brody (yes, I know).
I stopped by your mother's this evening. She was happy to see me. You know what she always says when I'm around. "My son loves you, you know? He tells me that he's going to marry you, but you just dont know it yet." This time I giggled. She baked Zachary banana bread, his favorite! And it tasted really yummy (I stole a few pieces on the way home). Your mom says she is getting better, but I'm not sure. I saw the amount of medicine she's taking now. But we are all hopeful for the best.
I wish I had the courage to tell you before you left. You know we have been the best of friends for some time now. And it's my family turn. They are looking for prospects for me and Annie to marry, and I am getting quite nervous...like you said I would. I'm realizing something. I love you too much to leave with anyone else.
I know you are likely angry with the way things were when you left, but your absence has given me the audacity to write and send this letter to you. I want to wait until you are by my side again. Your space, I am keeping warm. The war will not stop my angst for your return. It took me too long to make this decision, but I cant wait to begin life with you.
You are the pure source of desire and love, wrapped into one. I remember you took me out for ice cream in August. I felt so low, so unloved. And I remember what you said to me that day. You said "you look so determined towards happiness when you are sad. Almost fearless. Like you know you will be not this way forever. But your emotion is expressed so deeply. I feel for you. But I always feel that you will get out of this, because you're a fighter, Abby." I didn't know what to say then. But I know what to say now. Your heart is my home.
I always look forward to your letters. Send soil this time. I need the added motivation to life on without you being here. As always, mom and dad are safe with us here. I will update as often as I can afford. See you soon.
Love,
Abby
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