Letters to the dead.

dear rain,
today it happened they planted you in the ground. they tried to make a rain tree. tomorrow i start group and i cant bring myself to see it the way my parents do. i dont see it as a way to get over you. i see as a reminder that your dead and never coming back. death is an aweful word to use. to final. im typeing these letters now so your story continues after death. even if it is only in letters to someone who is gone. you should come back. not like a zombie. i dont want you to eat me i prefer it the other way around. not like a ghost either.i want to touch you. come back as a fallen angel. so you never ill fall for you too. itll be the perfect scandle if angels do exist. you know i never belived in one single religion but if it keeps me sane ill do it now. ill pray every day like the little old ladies about to die.ill put flowers on your grave everyday until i die. i wont love anyone other than you i swear. you know the worst part of today was your parents. they said i was like a son to them and not to let the death of you get in the way of me visiting them. how could i go to a place where you lived your whole life up to six months ago and pretend its ok.
love your mess of a boyfriend,
andrew beirsack

Notes

he did as he always did and went to bed.
same as last time but this time sad stupid pandora teams u with strep