I'm not here asking for feedback, I just need to get it off my chest, thank you for understanding.
Dear Ruby,
I hate you. Sigh, I wish that were true, it would make
everything so much easier. I also wish I could tell you that I don’t blame
myself for what happened, but that’s not true either. You weren’t supposed to
be a hero remember? You always said we were just soldiers, but whether you like
it or not you died a hero. I cut ties with everyone after that. I know it was
cowardly, but I guess I realized that you, not heroin, were my drug of choice.
I needed my fix more than ever, but it was all gone. I know you would have
wanted me to move on, and I did, well I tried. I met a girl who I’m certain you
would have liked. She was spunky, and crazy, just like you. To my knowledge her
combat prowess was non-existent, but no one can be like you, can they? Alas it
was not meant to be, funny how things like to repeat themselves. She’s still
alive though, so at this point maybe I should count that as a win.
I’m sorry I didn’t say anything on your birthday. I wanted
to so bad, but the words just never came out. You know I never believed it was
on valentine’s day, but I suppose that’s all I’ve got now. You would have
turned 18 this year. Congrats you’re an adult. Don’t worry, you can still be a
kid at heart. An adorable, lightning blade badass. I miss you. I miss late
night jobs, hanging with the crew, Summer making terrible waffles, and Lex
tackling Rose when he thought she wasn’t looking. Most of all though I miss
you. We buried you with your blades, and with mine as well. I know how much you
liked them, even if they weren’t your style. You died a warrior’s death, so
with any luck, you could be my Valkyrie. There’s a million things I want to say
to you, but hopefully when I see you next I’ll have a lifetime of things to
tell you. Goodnight my little red reaper, sleep well.
With love,
Ghost
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