My dear Rose,
How long has it been? A year? A day? It's so hard to tell the difference when you're not here. After all, I never did grasp the human concept of time. Say, did I ever tell you how much I care about you? I feel like I've said it too many times to count, and yet... Did it ever get through to you? If I had told you more, if I had just been better, would you have loved me too?
Steven (as he decided to call him) came into being a while ago. I watch him as he sleeps sometimes. He looks so similar to you, Rose. But he's not you. He's something different, and though I know that you're gone, I can't help but talk to him sometimes and hope that you can hear me. I'm going crazy without you. If you're not here, why am I still here?
I miss you.
As always,
Your Pearl