Letter #11 - A deceased person I wished I could talk to.

So bro, it's racial harmony day today.

Some of my friends said I should've been best dressed, what do you think?

I miss you, you know? I miss you like how a sister misses her brother, HA-HA.

I regret not meeting you more. I regret not talking to you more.

I regret not listening to you more. And the thing I regret most is bringing you there.

Somewhere so dangerous.

I regret forgetting to tell you how much I love you.

I hope you can see me up there.

I hope you're happy up there.

I hope you can see me being strong.

I hope you can see me becoming this person with strong inner beauty now.

I hope you know that I love you though I never told you often.

I hope you're alright.

And I want. I want you to know. I miss you. A lot. A lot. A lot.

xx