My brother says you have nothing to offer me and I have to move on. Please tell me how? I never wanted anything but you. I never cared how much money you made.

How do I forget you?

I think about you so much. I’ve never loved, hated, and missed someone so much. You just disappeared. Sometimes I think it would be easier if you had died. At least then I would know you couldn’t come back. How have you chosen to be gone? How have you so easily decided to never speak with me again? To never acknowledge my existence? How have you been so angry with me when all the while you were living with her? HOW? How did we get here??!?!?

When I think about my mom I think about you. It’s too much to bare. I miss her. You are the only one who truly understands what happened with her and how it has destroyed me. Will you come to her funeral? Would you come to mine?

Was anything we had ever real?