dearest lou

 

    darling boy,I amalmost at the cliffs of goodbye. Though i look back et most of my happy was when my hands were in yours. When we breath the very air that filled our lungs. Together we were an absolute pair of eternity.Apart we are but one here, yet one dead. I miss you my darling. more than i miss the things that sustained me.This is my gooodbye to you, for i can’t write you anymore, it gives me sad hope that you are listening.I am not mad at you, i am mad at me, mad that i get to be unloved et filled of grief that no matter what i do or say it feels like, i’m like a book, unread et empty.      Thank you for loving me like you did, it filled me full until you left without a goodbye, without a word, without a note of why.Why did you ever come in to ruin me, in the blossoming of my very youth, why?   i know you can hear me.

 

    goodbye my lost boy,                         Emeline Benoit             your once forever