It was such a sad sight to see the passing days slowly take your life away. It was an interesting year for all of us, each of us with our own experiences and memories. I spent a year watching a beautiful flower wither and lose its color. It was like watching a story unfold before my eyes, through a glass house with no door through which I could see everything but do nothing. We tried so hard to help you, I swear we tried so, so hard to help you but our words were muffled through the glass and fell on deaf ears.
There's nothing you can do to help, they said. There's nothing we can do. And so I suffered through the day to find myself in bed each night. I kept you at my bedside for safe keeping. But that phone never rang because it couldn't. And I'm glad it couldn't because I was always strong enough for words but never strong enough to put them to action. And I'm still that way today I just don't even bother with words anymore. It was as if my responsibility diminished when the darkness and I was free until dawn broke. And that's what kept me sane. And there were days that I wished it would all be over, like this would be easier on all of us if you were gone. And I know that sounds terrible, I know, I know it sounds terrible, but the truth hurts. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry.