I just finished reading Hamlet for my British Literature class and at the end I wondered exactly what Horatio would be thinking. With his best friend dead as well as the Royal family (with a few others) Horatio is left on his own.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters; they all belong to the lovely William Shakespeare.
**Sorry guys but this is going to be in modern talk because I can't write like William Shakespeare**
My dear friend,
You are gone, just as your father is gone, just as your mother is gone, just as your uncle is gone. How lonely life seems without you. Remember that day in the graveyard where Ophelia rests beside you? That joker clown, that horrible clown, digging up those bones and throwing them around. I can't imagine that for you, Hamlet. I can't imagine in seven years, when your body is gone and all that's left is bones that that joker clown will throw your bones around as if you never existed. Hamlet, what a life we lived together! You were my best of friend, my true friend. Royalty never got to your head, but your father's death did. I can't imagine! How miserable you seemed, how horribly crazy you were with grief and revenge. Now, with this life I have before me without my best friend, without the king or queen or the former king. Without Ophelia, Laertes, Polonius. There's nobody left. Fortinbras will likely take over this land, and with it, its people. There is no peace, no justice without you here. Of course, there wasn't much peace in the months before your death either. Hamlet, one day when we meet again you shall explain to me everything. Until then, I bid you farewell.
My entire honor,
Horatio