Dear Parvati,
I visited you grave last night for the first time. Other than the funeral I mean. I had to sneak out, since our parents want to keep me close. It was at night, sometime in the early morning hours. I sat down next to you and read the letter I wrote last time.
I feel so lost without you. The world feels like it has been turned upside down. I guess that the world would be a crazy place anyway, with all the rebuilding and celebrations going on.
Celebrations! When I went out last night, I could still hear the partying going on. They just didn't seem to care that I was passing by. It made me mad, but at the same time sad. You were always the outgoing one. I just liked to stay inside with a few friends, but you always wanted to go have an adventure.
Your bedroom looks just the same. Almost the same, but without you it's missing something. Mom still dusts it, but it still feels forlorn without you.
It's been over two months since you left me. People told me that the pain would go away, that life would return to normal, but it hasn't. Most of the times I don't cry, but sometimes I can't help myself.
I am having a hard time dealing with it. My world has gone to pieces. I don't know what to do. You're the only one I have told about this. No one else quite understands. They don't know how it feels. I don't have anyone to talk too. Our parents have started doing more than just sitting on the couch, but they still seem so lost. I wish that i could help them, but I don't know how.
I wish that you were here to talk to. I could handle anything that the world threw at me if only you could be here to help me.
Still missing you,
Padma