Dear Rachel,
I have been trying to put into words how I feel about you but there are no words. There is nothing I can say that makes sense to me at least. I guess all I can say is I love you Rachel Barbra Berry. So much. Every ounce of my being loves every ounce of yours. I love the way your eyes water when you are singing an emotional song. I love the way your nose twitches when you sleep. I love the way you tighten you lips into a straight line when I piss you off and all you want do is curse me. I love how everyday your hair smells of coconut and vanilla. Love your big beautiful smile. I love your contagious laugh. I love how big your heart is. I love how genuine your soul is. But what I love the most is that you love me, flaws and all, even when I'm being a bitch. The way you love me is the way everyone should be loved. I could never be who I am today without your help. Thank you. You have cared for me when I couldn't care for myself. You are my greatest love and I promise to love you for the rest of my life. We deserved to have it all. I wish I had more time with you. I took so long in admitting my feelings for you. I'm so sorry Rach. It should of been me and not you. Knowing I can't see you or hold you anymore shatters my heart into tiny unfixable pieces. I don't know how I'm suppose to live without you. It seems so impossible to do. My therapist said writing to you may help me deal with my grief. Losing you, I know will never get over. I can't even get myself to drive by your gravesite knowing your beautiful lifeless body is buried there. There is so much more to say but I'm being called for pill call so I have to go. I'll talk you tomorrow my love.
Forever, Quinn
This is just a little something I thought of one night and decided to see how it does here. Warning this story will be very dark at times. I would appreciate feed back and any questions or ideas. thanks and enjoy xx