A drop fell on the letter. Another second in, three more drops. The next second, it doubled. I quickly put it away when I realized I would end up ruining his last gift. Outside, it thundered, indicating rain soon. I found it funny how I was also pouring it all out at the same time. I dropped to the floor as I held the letter tight to my chest, crying more.
Tonight, the pain was as fresh as the night he left. The only difference was that night, I was burning with anger and pain; tonight I was burning with hatred and pain. I hugged my knees tightly as I continued to sob. It hurt so damn much realizing you were the reason why the love of your life left. If only I had seen it from his point of view, he would have still been here but also, at the same time, there was still a huge part of me th
