Dear Dad,
I'm back. I'd like to apologize. It's been awhile since I've talked to you. I've tried hard...so very hard to stop this...this one-way correspondence of mine. I know you'll never be back. It's been such a long time, and I've waited, for your reply. Miraculously, I would have thought, you would have survived this ordeal of yours.
I see your face as I close my eyes, you are haunting me in my dreams, and I'm so very afraid to sleep. I watched you, and you disappeared before me. It is an image that will haunt me forever.
There are days which I have given up hope, and there are days which I haven't. There are dreams of you watching over me from above, and then, suddenly, at the very next moment, there are nightmares, you selling your soul to the devil, for how you spent your life here on earth, you're now with him forever...great walls of fire surrounds you...a hot mass of nothingness. Then in a flash, I'm back to reality, unable to comprehend my thoughts and feelings for you.
Come fly to me with your angel wings, and save me from this place. Teach me to accept your loss. Teach me how to grieve.
Love,
Claire