Wednesday, July 23, 2014

517 - Letter to a dead friend.

Dear friend;

Since you left, my heart has filled with a deep sadness I cannot get rid off, and now that you are gone you're always on my mind as I remember the way you used to look at me and the sound of your laugh. I ask myself when will day come that I could see those green eyes of yours again and listen to you laugh out loud  like you used to do when you were by my side.

Here, in the mortal world, everything is the same; even though it looks to me that everything has worsen because you are no longer by my side, and without you everything seems difficult, the sun doesn't shine so bright, the sky looks grayer and the lawn turns yellow faster since you left.

I miss you so much my dear friend, and some times, I think about altering the divine order of the world so could meet you faster than it was planned by the Providence, because the wait is harder everyday and it doesn't seem to become shorter; because unlike you when you were alive, I have a very good health and plenty of money that assure me a long and prosperous life; but why do I want a long and prosperous life for if my heart is bleeding of sadness inside of me and I cannot enjoy the little pleasures of life with you.

And that is my situation right now, I am living a life where my only motivation is to die soon, so we could see each other again like you promised me  just before your last breath in that terrible moment  when I had you in my arms and your soul left your body and this earthy world.

I hope you are doing fine over there, and that you are waiting for my arrival just as much as I'm waiting to start my journey to you.

Always yours.
Sir. D.W.

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