Thank you's are given when—not where—they are due, for my fear withholds me

     There are so many things I want to quote from you. Some things I know by heart from when you had personally told me, and some things I can't even understand because you laced it with so much bullshit. You make things impossible for the world to comprehend, but I've realized they're not. You make them difficult beyond attemptable measures, and I respect you so much for that.

     Deep within my mind I believe it all truly means something. Like the word of a prophet your visions have all come true.

     Why didn't you teach me about guilt and regret?

     I miss the way you were, the way we were. It shocks me to reminiscence in what we shared. Thank you for teaching me more about life than anyone else has tried.