Just Because

Dear you,

Hello my love. It's been awhile since we've talked. I miss you. Things seem so different when you aren't here. The empty spaces in my hands remind me of yours. I love you, you remember that right? I need you. Will you ever come home? Everyone says you're gone for good but I know that isn't true. You always said to me, "I love you, forever. Even in death." I love you, you see. And I will never want anyone but you. You know that right? Because I know that, someday, someday when I'm a hundred and eighty three, I will die also. And I will meet you again, forever. "Forever" that whisper still lingers. I try to enjoy life, but I find it hard. Even the little flowers remind me of you, the little yellow ones that I know you'd love. I try not to cry. I know you hate it when I cry. I hate the idea of you looking down from the stars wondering why I cry. So I don't cry anymore, I just send you letters. This is my 1030ith letter. I write you a one every day, it's been almost three years. Are you keeping track? I am. Oh the other day, I found a note you wrote me. I read the whole thing seventeen times. Why? Because you wrote it. I still have our ring around my neck. It spins. When I get scared, or nervous, I spin our ring. You know, that one you asked me to marry you with? And the one that I took in my hand and whispered yes? Yeah that one, I still have it. Why? Because you gave it to me. So you're probably wondering why I'm writing this. Well, all my response would be is "just because." Just because I miss you, I love you, and I need you. So yeah, just because.

Love always, Me.